Finished

Ayy, ayy
Oh shit, Lee
(My nigga Lee, I think we got another one)
You a fool for this one
ShittyBoyz

Fuck geometry, I get it in from all angles
Playing hide-and-seek from these demons in my Palm Angels
AR with the monkey nuts, watch the balls dangle
Shao Kahn, up the soul snatcher and do dawg fatal

Bro on the West, told him pull up on the East
He think this a scam, this ain't that, we can meet
Can't take her to the crib so I punched us a suite
You still on a porch, I been running in the street

Chopsticks like the China Palace, I ain't Master Roshi
Lionel Messi kick on a stick, I'll zap a goalie
Heart cold, Moncler be the jacket on me
You gon' kill me? Boy, we know that that's caparoni

This the new wave, boy, don't crash yo boat
Think my knee caps broke, I can't stand you hoes
Out of town, grabbing jacks till I can't no more
Punch fell off my Nike tech, almost cracked the floor

I ain't talking 'bout no food when I say I wanna cracker
She wanna sniff it 'cause she told me that she feel it faster
Can't stay after I fuck, baby, where you going after?
ShittyBoyz balling, need a jersey in the rafters

NyQuil in the clip, put him fast to sleep
Black hoodie on, shocking clerks like I'm Palpatine
Bro cooked the opp like he had ashy knees
Pulled a stick outta Mass Effect, this a Plasma Beam

Blow whatever up if I throw a slide at it
Sent his dumbass through the air, aerodynamics
See 12 in the Scat, floating right past 'em
Jugg Messiah, swear my whole life swipetastic

I said I'm that nigga, she just sighed and rolled her eyes
He think I'm a bitch? I'ma catch him by surprise
Girl can't sing but I'ma make her harmonize
Stuffed BINs in my shit take away the butterflies

ShittyBoyz unanimous, ain't no split decision
Got a laser beam on a Glock, I could split a pigeon
Liu Kang type shit, leave a nigga finished
Bro'll up chop and flip his ass, he is not a gymnast

My gaydar just went off, is it a opp around?
Euro stepping like I'm Harden when I'm hopping out
Rolling Stones, up the rocket then I'm rocking out
This ain't Fortnite, couldn't let the storm knock me down

Jam three times, get the cash, go Houdini
Don't matter what I do, she not leaving 'cause she need me
Capping-ass niggas, I'll throw yo ass a beanie
When I hang with the gang, get that social from yo sweetie

Tron, what's that on the stick? Oh, this the ACOG
Oh, he think he Superman? Glock knock his cape off
Me and Stan at Jay Ale's, where the steak sauce?
They say we ain't winning but, shit, we ain't lost
Knocked his BAPE off, he was in the deep end
Told her how I'll never love her ass, let it sink in
Vlone hoodie, I don't really think I need friends
In the field chasing after sacks, I'm a D end



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Writer(s): Patrick Scott
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