Ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz (Helluva made this beat, baby)
On my own wave, in a lil’ boat, for real
Lil Boat and Tron? Two GOATs, for real (On God)
Shooter might drop a nuke, he on overkill
On this VPN, invisible like the Boatmobile (Skrrt-skrrt)
Black Louis belt, take it off and sensei him (b#tch)
Grab the work and shake it up, feel like Zendaya (Ayy, ayy)
Made a dub OT, boy, that’s ten layers (Twenty ball)
Threw a hundred on the chop, I’ma Ben Franklin
Pouring lines of the red like a typo (Woo)
In the spaceship, UFO and nitro (Skrrt)
Dragging bags off the fire, Spyro
Scoring dolo, boy, I’m Ivo on the iso (Ivo)
b#tch dumb, I just pulled eighty phones out her (I did)
Shawn Michaels, told her suck it, I’m a show stopper (Slapped that b#tch)
Good thrax and it smell like Davy Jones’ Locker
Turned him to a ghost with the Tommy, I want more power
Dead inside, I ain’t got no heart left (I don’t)
In deep so my hoodie got a shark head
Send a super missile at him if he Clark Kent
Just dropped a hundred checks listening to “Dark Web”
I done looked Death in the eyes and lost him (Whew)
All that love in my heart? I lost it
Where I’m at now, it was worth all the losses
Been running from karma my whole life, I’m exhausted (I’m exhausted)
And I’m just glad that I lost her (I am)
The pain in the rain turned me to a monster (It did, Tron)
Put my feelings down and picked up an embosser
Flea-flicker, I’ma pass her after Yachty toss her (Ayy, yeah)
Big boss, on my hand sixty grand large
Lots of automatic chops, sound like El DeBarge
Five racks for that weapon, I’ve been living large
n#gg# try me, I piece up his body like a MasterCard
I’m in Miami at the East, twenty floors up
I used to scam i8s, left the doors up
I f#ck on real model b#tches, get your hoes up
Hang around cons and pros, throwing fours up
‘Member getting locked, moving sloppy down in south Florida
Three years later, rich as hell, earrings size of quarters
Too many shoes in my closet, label me a hoarder
My brother [?] but he love to slaughter
Getting hate from OG’s, I’ma f#ck their daughter
She want me to rap to her like I’m Vince Carter
Even back when I was broke, I didn’t ride MARTA
Piece done struck hard on my Uber, I was going farther
I done looked Death in the eyes and lost him
All that love in my heart? I lost it
Where I’m at now, it was worth all the losses
Been running from karma my whole life, I’m exhausted
And I’m just glad that I lost her
The pain in the rain turned me to a monster
Put my feelings down and picked up an embosser
Flea-flicker, I’ma pass her after Yachty toss her
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