Mike Amiri master, bitch, I´m fancier than Squilliam Fuck a body shot, we aimin´ at his equilibrium I´m just chillin´ with my millis waitin´ ´til the billis come
What area I´m from? Bitch, 51 Quarter after quarter, stuffin´ woods, I got hippy lungs Swervin´ tryna scale it, he got shorted ´cause my digit jumped Sick, they see me ballin´, tryna double team and rip me off Sick, they see me ballin´, tryna knock me off my pivot You ain´t gotta a whip, what´s in my pocket could´ve bought a Civic
You ain´t even in my shoes, I barely talk to critics Same motherfuckers tryna shoot the ball and miss it High as hell, I turn the TV on and let it watch me Me, myself and I, shit, I´m feelin´ like the top three Blessing after blessing, cameras Godspeed How you call yourself the G.O.A.T? Bitch, stop, please How you call yourself the G.O.A.T but you not me? Spot like H&M, fiends pull up just to cop jeans M30´s, they´ll turn to zombies when they pop peas Herbo in some brand new Fazos, shit, you know my carpets clean (Clean)
(Swervo) Mike Amiri master, bitch, I´m fancier than Squilliam Fuck a body shot, we aimin´ at his equilibrium I´m just chillin´ with my millis waitin´ ´til the billis come
We don´t talk to cops, we don´t cop pleas Soon as we hit they block, it´s already cock squeeze I don´t fuck with rats ´cause I got a lot of cheese Way I´m stuntin´, I don´t care ´bout what she want, I´m what a bitch need Billion dollar mouth, I´m smokin´ runtz so that´s a K a blunt Switch out hoes and give ´em what they want, that´s fifty K a month
If you know me, I´m a humble beast, so it´s okay to stunt At eighteen, I had a hundred pounds sales, so it´s okay to front I rose from the mud now I´m rich Yeah, I´m lit, bitch, but if this shit go bad, is you gon´ switch? It was a blood bath now I rock blood diamonds, we legit And my lil´ blood bad, all he want is a big ol´ bag and another switch Half a million, that´s my kit, gotta protect my ice but I been totin´ pipes since I was a jit So they really don´t mean shit And I´m a suspect to a vic, ain´t no respect for a snitch Raise the scoreboard, we down bad, just up that and it´s a upset
I hate when niggas be talkin´ on the net like he gon´ step but can´t even walk Can´t give him a thought, ain´t even a threat He tried to run, you know we hopped him White chalk, you know we caught him 3D, you know we saw him, Friday the 13th, know it´s Autumn, ayy (G Herbo)
Mike Amiri master, bitch, I´m fancier than Squilliam Fuck a body shot, we aimin´ at his equilibrium I´m just chillin´ with my millis waitin´ ´til the billis come (Billis come)
Gotta be alone Walkin´ solo with my crown, on my way home
Days, weeks, feelin´ weak, had to stay strong Facin´ trauma on my own, baby, how you say I´m wrong? Money always on my phone, baby, I can´t stay, I´m gone Left the streets but I put all my pain inside my songs You know what I´m on