Haha, you know
Liquid buckets, liquid accounts, liquid swords
Uh

Back in the kitchen, yeah, I´ve been cooking

Mr. Bring-Your-Girl-Around, get your bitch tooken
From the Bay to Brooklyn, recognize the game
He can really rap, he´s not just tall and good looking
Oh, would you look at that? Gerald´s having fun again
Like it´s summer sixteen going dumb again
G-O-A-T, everybody´s under him
I fathered y´all, son in them, uh
Touch downed in Paris and I head straight to Saint Lauren
Walk in the door and say "Honey, I´m home"
Money gets made and then money gets blown
Come home straight to the back table, Carbone
Flew commercial and I´m taking a jet back
Head to toe, everyday I´m wearing jet black
Made that, spent that, give a fuck
Thought I told y´all I´m never scared, yeah, I meant that

When I was five I dreamed about what I´d become
My legacy´ll probably never get redone
Tss, looking for a reason like I need one
You better recognize a legend when you see one
Tss, you got the wrong mister
Think I´m not from it? Look at my prom picture
Cornrows with the men´s warehouse tux
Only difference now is I´m a whole fuckin´ lot richer
Energy is on Cam´ron´s pink minks
I made it this far following my instincts
Rich drunk, $48 dollar mixed drinks
´Til a point of the night I start to follow what my dick things
Full throttle, you know the vibes I´m on though
Woke up in Tribeca next to Ford model
But by the time she wakes up I´ll be long gone though

Hit La Colome, quadruple Iced Americano
She gets too clingy, she gets ignored
The Ubers get called when Gerald gets bored
The blunts get rolled and tequila gets poured
And songs get made when Tane presses record
Uh, in a dive bar getting top in the bathroom
Then I´m smearing mascara
Trust me, y´all don´t wanna see Gerry in his lower east side in his New York ???
It´s G hyphen E-A-Z-Y
Stick around, I guarantee you gon´ see why
From the Bay, it started back at Berkeley High
So stick around, I guarantee you gon´ see why

Hahaha, you know
Shout out to Wu
Shout out ???
Yessir