(Damn, JakeSand)

Yeah

I see a risk? I take it

I take a sip, I′m dranking (I take it)

Bitch, I'm flier than a Martian, it′s only right I play the spaceship

Summertime I'm in the Nike mask 'cause, bitch, I′m famous

Roll it up then pour it up, I′m selfish, shit, I'm facing

You can′t keep it a hunnid? Bye-bye 'cause, shit, I′m Franklin

Million-dollar dinner plate on the table, the shit I'm craving

Shit, these bullets hot, he cooked with Cajun

Off a quarter of the fortune cookie, in here looking Asian

You was open, let him in yo′ head thinking you shouldn't take it

That shot? You could've made it (mayne, you gotta take a risk sometimes)

I see a risk and take it

I take a sip, I′m dranking

(I see a risk and take it

I take a sip, I′m dranking)

Bitch, I'm flier than a Martian, it′s only right I play the spaceship

(Bitch, I'm flier than a Martian, it′s only right I play the spaceship)

Buying number nine when I'm spraying fragrance

I know skimmers, I know scammers hacking databases

If he don′t speak no Guapanese then that shit ain't my language

Heard you dead by daying, heard you play by playing

Not me

Bitch, I been that guy

You got a couple laps to run, I'm at the finish line

Said that money grow on trees? You seen a pig that fly?

I was on that double up shit, now I triple mine′s

Bitch, I′m sipping on a Wock' pop in a droptop

Grab the striker from the chop shop, rock the opps′ block

Was at the bottom, it was ha-ha, we on top now

Line wrapped around the block, I dropped it in a Crockpot

Bitch, I Glock tote and I crack rock

Pull up like the SWAT, not SoFaygo, we not gon' knock-knock

Mini Draco give him a halo or make him Hopscotch

I used to be up in the crowd, I′m who they watch now

Look at my watch now

If I die by the gun, then I went out like Tony

Said he need them in three? Tell him, "Pull up by Coney"

Every day, everything, my whole life trophies

It ain't ′018, we don't go and ride stollies

Vanilla buffs, chocolate tint like a sundae

Lava underneath my fucking feet, where's the runway?

Bible on the dash, shit, the ′Hawk ready for gun-play

Looking back at time like I knew I′d do it someday

Thinking 'bout the grind like I knew I′d do it some way

What's yo′ iOS? Yo' life need a update

I was pulling hair to stack a ten, now that shit chump change

Boss meeting, pull up a chair if you got something to say

I ain′t top ten, I ain't top five

I ain't top three, but bitch, I′m top two

And I am not two

Bitch, you know the vibes

Wyoming king, push a button just to close the blinds

I can clap and turn the lights off

All this cheese, I think I′m finna get the mice caught

Ten assists to the gang, I'm getting dimes off

Cuddy play a dirty game like fuck what the fines cost

Tryna clean it up, the spot smell like Pine-Sol

Spot a opp and let it go, like some Lysol

Aventador and the ′Ghini when I drive off

Push up out me out in traffic? That's a life lost

We out the window with it

If Tron stepping out, just know them killers with them

He ain′t gang? We can't hang, I ain′t chilling with him