Mink Mew Mew boots got me tip toeing
Leather sweatpants, that´s Rick Owens
Skinny so the blick showing
Semi with the dick showing
Private 757 big Boeing

Tell my pilot I say "Get going"
Yellow bone with me, skin glowing
Of course her friend join
They do what I say, they be 10-4´in and ain´t no Venmo´in
Light the J like I be Leno´in, the bae I´m ignoring
Blow the paper like a vent blowing, just like some lint blowing
It´s Tunechio Clericuzio kitchen in the studio
Soft top double R, that´s thе Ricky Rubio
Beautiful diamonds dancing like they´rе in a musical
Optical illusional, Jordan pharmaceuticals

Ooh yeah wait, fuck is my lighter?
Ooh wait mmm yeah, uh

And that´s Lil T on the audio, uh
We like Luigi and Mario, uh
Every bar be like a bar of soap, uh
Every flow be like a marble floor, uh
Used to buy weed by the corner store, uh
Buy whole pounds of Master P, uh
I´m a roll me a Lil Romeo, wait
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah
That chef boy´r T and he on the stove, yeah
We like Luigi and Mario, yeah
Every bar be like a bar of soap, yeah
Every flow be like a marble floor, yeah
We tote styrofoams and we comatose, yeah
I Buy a pound of some Master P, yeah
I´m a roll me a Lil Romeo, wait

Last night I had a fight with my sleep
I guess the coke got in my pores from touching all the bricks

So I just wrapped ´em up and wrote Tyson on each
I got ´em biting ears and biting their teeth
I´m talking ´bout that good snow, temp low
Don´t be surprised if I sneeze
Excuse me, god bless me, thank you
Socks on the coupe cover the ankles
I´m driving so fast I might sprain ´em
They be tryna bite the style like a caiman
But we know it´s all Wayne´s, no Damon
Only God can judge me, Jesus piece on in my arraignment
Fuck you talkin´ bout? Explain it
Dana Dane chains on, looking sweeter than a Danish
Painting pictures with his guts, autistic genius
I stand back and admire my art and kiss my fingers
And in God I trust,

My nina say she wanna get her body done
Before I load the gun I told my bullets "All we got is us"
Lambi on blades, propellers, blunt long as Coachella
Mother knows best and daddy don´t know no better
I know you smell him, it´s Young Tunechi Coca
My uncle Rufus just OD´ed, we burning down the dope house
This shit calamitous, animals
And they all with the shit, unanimous
I´m sicker than an ambulance
I´m shittin´ like a baby that got sick of all the pampering
She foreign, Yugoslavian
I throw this dick and she gon´ act like I just threw a javelin
Ooh, wait, yeah yeah, uh

And that´s Lil T on the audio, uh
We like Luigi and Mario, uh
Every bar be like a bar of soap, uh
Every flow be like a marble floor, uh
Used to buy weed by the corner store, uh
Buy whole pounds of Master P, uh
I´m a roll me a Lil Romeo, wait
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah
That chef boy´r T and he on the stove, yeah
We like Luigi and Mario, yeah
Every bar be like a bar of soap, yeah
Every flow be like a marble floor, yeah
We tote styrofoams and we comatose, yeah
I buy a pound of some Master P, yeah
I´m a roll me a Lil Romeo, wait