POV

Going live to Sleeve Jobs, uh Tall Boy Lacroix
What what is this kids name

Brendz here, lets start the blaze
Our fans weird, we gettin craze
I got the dough bank account glazed
Now you trippin, like you in a maze
Call us Smash Bros, we get play
Trolls in the cloud, American shade
Test my skin, and I'll dig your grave
For the party and the hype is what we crave

Never gonna catch me, cuz I learned from Ali G
Batten the hatch, and lock all the doors
Weather the storm, there's a party on all fours
We a dirty crew, all these girls, we've got fleas
Yeah I bubble bath, there's allure, POV
Puttin on a clinic, hot times are always free
Heatin up, YO ZINI! what stands for STD

I do what I please
You cannot stop me
Nah, I'm serious
This my decision
Pass me the scalpel, I make the incision
Yall ya just ya sittin there wishing
But imma go get it
Yall just upset the boat left but ya just missed it
I tossed you a pitch a swing and a miss
Call me cy young, cuz you cannot hit it
Yall just so lucky ya here ya a witness
And if you ain't, welp they missed it
Now they wanna get this
To put me on they wish list
Call East Atlanta Santa
And they get me next Christmas

No sleigh, just Snow
Ball fights with the quick hits
Face sits, misfits
I provide the cat nip
And I provide the savage
Living life lavish
I flick my wrist, I am making that magic

Get off the bench, we don't want no wallflowers
No perks to fools acting zero sweet, all sour
Been there before, lived that trife
Sipping, shooting, chugging and you ain't gotta be nice
Black out, come to, what the fuck was the plan
Poundin' on some door out behind Gobland
Shoulda shifted gears, shoulda ran another play
But damn it's not me, shits my D-N-A

Try your luck and step to the fam
It's you against me, Alex, Zini, and Dan
Not curvin your squad just can't fuck with the man
I'm in my zone, dab on you like Cam
Step to me you better have a plan
Now the crowd so loud screaming Danjr Dan
Hold the salt, hold the spam
Ya can't stop me I still go ham

Crowds never thin
Leave your keys in the bin
Were you at the party last night? Nah that was SWIM
Was it Kim? Was it Prim? I swear her name was Lynn
Did I wear a condom? Shit Felt Thin
Bubble gum bubble gum in a dish
How many dime pieces do you wish?
That depends
How far can she bend
And throw that rear end
Mom their just friends, stop saying there's a trend

Let's not front, I'm white dude 10,009
Grinding on these girls like its Bucky Lasek time
Still on the come up, like that Little Giants flick
Feeling like the ear, Tyson bit off and spit
Quit, there is none, Fight, there's still some
Unless you talking Conor in the cage, 8 sider
World war Z, on my sleeve, Mr. clean since 16
Hard times for these haters, I'm the American Dream

I do what I want, can't remember their names, no I'm not a savant
Got a house in Vermont, shes a snack my croissant
Yeah you do what you want
Not confused she looks French, so I'm minding her gap
Call me Sebastien Toutant
I want you
I want brew
Bambi legs, they're for you
Yeah you know what this is
My point of view

If you seeing this now I apologize for nothing
Hard in the paint, and it ain't coming off with rubbin
Stay in my lane? Nah I'm gonna to cut it
But I won't submit, in fact I'm gonna up it
Doing this for me I don't care if you don't love it
Like thanksgiving stuffing I tell em all to shove it
It's young bucks season but I'm the one that's hunting
And if a beat cross my path it's about to get gutted

Jimmy on my left
I got Danjr on my right
Zini in the back so our crack spots tight
We just fight, we just might
Turn it up at a red light
Bass thumps so we roll the dice
We see her in tights so we flash our head lights
Were all screaming come through the party at the coup
We got the loot
We got the brew
It's our point of view