[Verse: 1 TomArts] Overthinking is the d**h of me ima cook this track no recipe They testing me but I bounce back reluctantly They stuck with me and they hate that City apples pin on my snapbacks shirt to match Im fly try to get yo hands on that It dont really matter tho Supreme hat calico Beating up mad vaginal leaving hoes hysterical Im rude ho be cool ho knock you out that circle like sumo Vicious a** dog might remind you Cujo No Sandlot but I can make my fans hop You ga**ed up like a shore shop Diamonds up in my gold watch You wanna talk lets chat over some cold Scotch You asking when my road stops maybe never Game on lock like Kurt Angle leaving beats so mangled so strangled [Hook] x2 If they ask ya I been working I Been working all my life Ima gamble with these n***as Ima spend it all tonight Silent Sleeper Jeepers Creepers When Its spoken on the mic I know you see it cause my gallery is open for the night I said he sleepin shhhhh be quiet x4 [Verse 2: TomArts Real n***as just ride on fake n***as please hop off I swear I need to just switch phones But I got b**hes out in Stockholm Couple Norwegians rep gh and get freakish Can't wait to stack cars and live large Grindin long like horny virgins It'll be years before they pull the curtain New school sh** and my lanes open Dank potent eyes low from purple potions 100 broads moving in the same motion Hands high then wave bye Summers on deck so we remain high Shout out all my old n***as big ups to my new hoes They know the deal step out in all new clothes Ima silent sleeper and lord knows Stack paper and k** more shows Ho [Hook]