You go to a f**ing concert
You trying to get lit
You're probably under the influence of some d**
Cause you know what it is, right?
And, basically the motherf**ing rapper whose on stage
Does a f**ing cannonball, or some type of swanton bomb
In to your section of the crowd
And n***as giving you a Miguel legdrop
He's kicking you in the neck, he's kicking you in the face
What the f** are you going to do, just keep singing along?
Walk up in this b**h, I'm flexed up
I'm next up
If you shoot, protect your chest, bruh
Don't act up
Diamonds looking like Mega Man
I blast off
Pour eight-
Ayy, I feel this percocet in my system
(Cris Dinero)
Haha, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy
sh**, f**, yuh
Ay, walk up in this b**h, I'm flexed up
I'm next up
If you shoot, protect your chest, bruh
Don't act up
Diamonds looking like Mega Man, I blast off
Pour eight of the Tech on my a**, dawg
Ay, okay like, thick lil shorty, tell me what it do
Might have to check your a** like a Nike swoosh, on my P's and Q's
Smoke a whole ounce to the face, I'm a demon, ooh
You might need me too
They don't know Zay from the bridge, I might up it
It is what it is what it ain't, b**h, lil who*e, swallow my jitts
b**h, [?] strong, I got a K with a lip
Walk up in your section, take over, vip
30 bands, 20 bills on my hip, I'm like f** it
I f** her sister and cousin
b**h, you gon' top off my brother, then top off my cousin
Just f**ing and s**ing and leave no discussion
I do the dope, hoe, you smelling like onions
Just f**ing and s**ing and leave no discussion
I do the dope, hoe, you smelling like onions
Bring the beat like, bring that back
Bring the beat back, bring that back
Bring the beat back, bring that back
Bring the beat back, bring that back
Bring the beat back, bring that back
Bring the beat back, bring that back
Bring the beat back, bring that back
Bring the beat back, bring that back