Ay ay ay ok ok

Ay ay ay ok ok

 

I'm on that shit

K7 coupe and I'm flooring that bitch

yuh yuh

Seven feet tall on my racks

I give to church and I write off my tax

damn

I say periodt just to hit

your bitch she begging me just for a lick

taste

the way I deliver grade A

always on top of my game

ok ok

ay ay ay

ok ok

ay ay ay

 

everybody fronting on me,

what you don't think I got ears on the streets?

these BMs acting like Gs

장마 season I'm ready for the heat

haters want beef haters want beef 해운대 tanning

I'll catch you on the beach

six feet deep

you will not see

my fist is a lullaby put you to sleep

too many 뱀s in my 잔디

these sméagols be kissing my 반지

you mad mad cause you not me

bitch you just a carbon copy

ride for my dogs 당연히

but you ain't a dog you a 강아지

날라리 쓰레빠 싸대기

damn man I'm surrounded by 빠가리s

 

I'm on that shit

K7 coupe and I'm flooring that bitch

yuh yuh

Seven feet tall on my racks

I give to church and I write off my tax

damn

I say periodt just to hit

your bitch she begging me just for a lick

taste

the way I deliver grade A

always on top of my game

ok ok

ay ay ay

ok ok

ay ay ay

ok ok

 

nice with the fish and I bait 'em

you meeting your maker

if I don't catch you tonight

then I'm catching you later

flame broil I turn you to vapors

the kitchen is hot

cooking this shit gon' get messy

you bring out the mops

top of the menu my custies

I'm serving them ops got a vice tight grip

when I grab that stick and I'm stirring up the pots

be a man let's get it you and me

holes in your Louis V huh huh huh

take two of these

tell your boy prepare your eulogy

take it to the concrete nah shit ain't new to me

 

술자리s flippin

대가리s hittin

no I ain't missing

yeah I'm religious

but don't get it twisted

I ain't no licorice

lowkey I'm vicious

put on my gloves and I'm handling business

 

caliper I slide I grease 'em

take you to the chop shop tear you to pieces

smack your grill

and I'm leaving you speechless uh uh

better work on your defense

I am the teacher I don't need rest man

I don't need breathers ay ay

I don't need a visa to go to your country

and bring you that Aether

 

frr frr

ay ay ay

(ok ok)

 

I'm on that shit

K7 coupe and I'm flooring that bitch

yuh yuh

Seven feet tall on my racks

I give to church and I write off my tax

damn

I say periodt just to hit

your bitch she begging me just for a lick

taste

the way I deliver grade A

always on top of my game

ok ok

ay ay ay

ok ok

ay ay ay

ok ok