Yeah

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god

Boy, you know what the fuck goin′ onBack in this bitch like I never left, come on

Give it to me

Sheesh

Riding through the city with the windows down

Heard that you was talking 'bout him right there

Boy I swear to god you better switch pronouns

I don′t ride waves, I don't switch no sound

I don't hang ten, I′m ten toes down

Had a little song I was gonna put first

But boy, goddamn, this an intro now

Right back to it never left though

Except for that week I had strep throat

Know this shit boom when we come down South

And I had to bring my own Lil Metro

2for′s on it, man the kid psychotic

If you looking for the flows or the hits, I got it

When the sun goes down I'ma creep up on it

Like a thief in the night, finna pick your pockets

I ain′t really fucking with you hype beasts (Nah)

Really though, I put it on e'rything (E′rything)

I don't really be in no shindigs

I ain′t been happy since 13

CyHi told me how to deal with the writer's block

Got me thinking maybe I was thinking inside the box

Now we in the house, finna bring it around the block

Know they wanna hang, but we hanging them out to dry

(Woo, woo, woo)

Guess he never seen this shit coming

She a little older, didn't think she be coming

Only thing I′m trying to do is keep this shit jumping

So I turned this motherfucker to a pole vault

Chicken finger plate for the road, dog

Heard that you was working on a mixtape

Really you can keep it like the coleslaw

Bring the beat back like the overalls

Your boyfriend a tool, that′s a Kobalt

When I'm in the booth, make the snow fall

Ain′t nobody in my class, check the role call

One name on it, bring the beat to me I'ma come skate on it

Something like Timmy, I′ma Wuntayk on it

Boy, I know this shit's hot, no one takes on it

Pre-Med shorty, turn me on like she hit the reset on me

Told me that we living different lives right now

When I graduated, it was recess for me

All these frat boys won′t fuck with the boy

Even when it's really something they could come to enjoy

She don't listen to the lyrics, but she fuck with my voice

I got a hundred situations that I want to exploit and I′ma do it

That′s right, riding through the city on my last life

Know I had to beat it down, last night

When she leave the crib she get, baptized, every time

Funny how it all works out

Right before I did this, I was feeling burnt out

Now the whole city 'bout to get burnt down