(I might, I might I might, I might)

I might I might pull up to the city in a twilight highlightsOn fleek! Grindin on the i5

Floor 9 views of the skyline, dry eyes

To the guys hitting my line

We over, I told ya

Ever since ′Yonce told 'bound HOV

But wait so

If I act like a hoe, I′m a hoe

And If I don't, I'm still a hoe

I am not a menace, I am an apprentice

Ask the dentist I′ve been flossin′

My city on fire, look we all divided

How come you ain't getting on it, on it?

Uh, yeah

Really you sittin′ around a game I gon' play with you

And now it′s funny you thought otherwise

Uh, yeah

Everybody want a piece but I been all up in the tea

And they know that it's honey time

Uh, yeah

I wanna a four-door, more air force

And a door by the peanut gallery

Fuck a prenup salary

You don′t need a man, y'all gonna get roasted like a peanut can

Bittersweet (Bittersweet)

Well don't go say my name ′cause I take no Ls

It′s a big mistake, so like whole sales

Y'all get cut half off if I see your face

Whoop, whoop, th-th-that part

Pull up to the stu′ with in a black car, yeah

Living in LA where the tracks are, yeah

Back to the O where my classes are, yeah

Now I hate going to class, hope that I finally pass

Ballers been kissin' my ass, they′re whack surprised (surprise)

Keeping it all on the low, it took a minute to blow

In case none of you know, I'm back, surprise!

(Honeycomb)

None of y′all have really got the bars

And I can't really get to bars

'Cause I′m too young for the club, right?!

(Honeycomb)

But I got a secret, they′ll let in you if you fly

If you got some buzz, it's a bug′s life, ay

(Honeycomb)

Young Cinderella, I'm tellin′ a fella

He dramatic, like a telenovela

You better leave

(Honeycomb)

I'ma bet on me when you let me be

We feel like McCartney in ′6-3, yeah

This is before we go gold mode, we got a GoPro

Film it in slow-mo

We moving, rapido, strap it up, back it up

Pack it up, impossible, Perry Como, ay

I'm kind of lovin' this

So hot we need oven mitts

He wanna get under this

Ooh y′all in trouble kids

He doesn′t know, I've plottin′ with this other bitch

We got love for everybody

But some of y'all crazy if I′m being honest

'Cause you voted and now it′s 2018

And that man is still in the office, jeeeez

Yeah, woo

I hope my whole family proud of me

And my city know that little homie's shootin' from the 3

LILLARD

Blackout like it′s bingo when I get that Teddy beat

And I feel like Kanye′s daughter 'cause I rep the 503