We are on some shit
And I don’t know we fuckin move right now
Looking for another rhyme
I know I’m lost in music how?
Did this happen?
Wasn’t meant to make it, but I fuckin did
And I had no help so
That makes you much more in love with this

Droppin’ all these bombs bitch
Ask around some on this
Summer time my hot bitch
Wonder why you ain’t got this
Crowd jump around in the mosh pit
All bitches wanna lock lips
Town come out wanna watch this
Key to the city, I’m the locksmith
Claim to have it all, you ain’t got shit
You want what I got, bet it’s scott’s cheers
Crew got it all with the top kids
Rockin’ all the hot shit
Catch a glimpse at my watch, tick
Gucci hood, you can wash this
Left the hood cause I got rich
Still go back, cause I’m not bitch
In the ghetto with, wow shit
Purple drank we run off tits
Ain’t no one gonna stop this
Chosen one, I am god’s gift
Got famous then I got scripts
Who to blame me or doctors?
Depend what way the plot twist
Catch me at that hot whip
Kers with a little bit of scott mix
Crawling ‘round cause I popped trips
Aliens they were not sick
Imma engineer like watch it
Never mind I’m on this
Shit they call the chronic
Plus the pills I popped it
Here’s a hook, no stop quit

We are on some shit
And I don’t know we fuckin move right now
Looking for another rhyme
I know I’m lost in music how?
Did this happen?
Wasn’t meant to make it, but I fuckin did
And I had no help so
That makes you much more in love with this

Rockin’ ‘round in new stuff
Abk’s the crew bruz
Roll with a couple shooters
Rather beat you down your crews fucked
Do the same shit every two months
Now you thinking shit this too much
Cause your legs are roped and bruised up
And you’re walkin’ round with two crutch, shit
Let’s leave it there, that’s too suss
Ain’t too many who can move us
I’m just giving you the truth bruz
Don’t wanna listen I got two nuff
On your girl cause I couldn’t give two fucks
If she died right now I’d boo slut
Jump in a car and cruise brah
Then send you a letter “you a loser”
Catch me out in a new car
Drivin’ right past your uber
Yellin’ out the window “you’re too smart”
Now fuckin better duck cause we shoot cars
Couldn’t give a fuck if they move brah
Other rappers look like food fuck
What I meant to do? make food of ya?
And end your career with a few bars
Speaking of that, I popped two bars
I’m always lookin’ for a new buzz
Whether I don’t or do drugs
The answer is um move cunt
Every album I move up
Saying that you rich, you got two bucks?
Feelin’ kinda sick, gonna spew up
End the verse here gon’ too far

We are on some shit
And I don’t know we fuckin move right now
Looking for another rhyme
I know I'm lost in music how?
Did this happen? wasn’t meant to make it
But I fuckin did
And I had no help so
That makes you much more in love with this

In love with this, rugged shit
Tell the radio to suck a dick
Heard of the kers? yeah I know you have
Eyes so red I’m a stoner lad
Top of the game, you know the name
You hate so much, it know your pain
Good smile on my face like everyday
225 Reppin’ abk