(Tay Keith, what the fuck up, nigga?)
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
Tay Keith

I don´t give a fuck, I´m up, I crashed my Lambo truck four times (Skrrt)

Shout out Lil Durk, my hitters got sticks like Rondo Number Nine (Brrt; yeah)
I done got rich, my Rollies don´t tick-tock but it still tell the time (Time; yeah)
Fuckin´ your bitch in Louis V flip flop, tryna blow out her spine (Yeah)
Fuckgirls stallin´ (Yeah), you ain´t gettin´ in (Yeah), don´t waste my time (Yeah)
Tryna slow down, tryna chill but nothin´ but workin´ on my mind (Yeah)
Baby I´m ballin´ (Woah), pop another X (Woah) and go over time (Woah)
She won´t stop callin´, gotta block her number, get off my line

Yeah, I eat good, I´m stackin´ up calories
Poppin´ these pills to burn ´em off
Got a new coupe seats peanut butter tan

I´m drivin´ ´round the city with the top off (Skrrt)
Started out broke as a joke with a plan, I turned into the top dog Came from the streets, got a lot of respect, it don´t cost to get ´em knocked off

Burp, burp, burp, yeah
Bullets, they bite they hurt, yeah (Bite)
Treat my bitch the worst, yeah
Tryna´ put a stick in her purse, yeah (Woah)
You can take me out the streets but the streets will never be outta me (Outta me)
I don´t gotta prove myself for shit
If you run up on me, you gon´ see (Right now)
Chirp, chirp, chirp, yeah
I get birds for sure, yeah
Lurk, lurk, lurk, yeah
One call, killers gon´ lurk, yeah (Lurkin´)

Lately, it feel like everybody tryna get reactions out of me (Me)
Gotta play it cool on the internet but I´m a savage in reality (Uh)

Two hundred plus on the digital dash
200k, that´s in physical cash
Stop all the hate with your miserable ass
Got me your shorty, your physical bad (Yeah)
Run it up, you could put it on my tab
Shit that I got I thought I´d never had
Fresh out the lot, I got on paper tags
Smokin´ exotic, you can´t get a drag
Long laces and my shorts Rick Owen
Turn off the lights and my neck still glowin´
I´m the type to pull up with vibes and they blowin´
Where I´m from, people get shot when it´s snowin´

My brother can´t read but he still got a sentence
Had to fall back, now I´m back with a vengeance
I get ´em short and I stack up my tennis
Empty my bank account, then I replenish

Yeah, I eat good, I´m stackin´ up calories
Poppin´ these pills to burn ´em off
Got a new coupe seats peanut butter tan
I´m drivin´ ´round the city with the top off (Skrrt)
Started out broke as a joke with a plan, I turned into the top dog Came from the streets, got a lot of respect, it don´t cost to get ´em knocked off

Burp, burp, burp, yeah
Bullets, they bite they hurt, yeah (Bite)
Treat my bitch the worst, yeah
Tryna´ put a stick in her purse, yeah (Woah)

You can take me out the streets but the streets will never be outta me (Outta me)
I don´t gotta prove myself for shit
If you run up on me, you gon´ see (Right now)
Chirp, chirp, chirp, yeah
I get birds for sure, yeah
Lurk, lurk, lurk, yeah
One call, killers gon´ lurk, yeah (Lurkin´)
Lately, it feel like everybody tryna get reactions out of me (Me)
Gotta play it cool on the internet but I´m a savage in reality (Uh)