What Did You Expect? (feat. Destroy Ev)
We gone pass that shit around, pass her then we leave
Kicked her out the whip cause the bitch was make-believe
I just popped a tab, you cannot see, what I perceive
I don't tuck the rocket, rather keep it up the sleeve
Tip that bitch up, pockets fat
We lace bigger cookies than the thrax
He ain't going up, that boy living in the past
I'm up in the stars, shorty know I hit the gas
Seeing 20/20, but the visions 2030
Smoke all in the air, now my visions getting blurry
30 To the chest, that bitch call me Stephen Curry
Didn't shoot my shot, cause I wasn't in a hurry
Didn't call the cops, didn't see, visions blurry
16 Beams, it's like my team would make em scurry
Anti social with the pack
He ain't smoking nothing boy just out here getting taxed
I'm calling my boy Jax!
Said let me get the fit up, slide to sax and drop some racks
And if that thot gone get up she gone have to drop some ass
And if I call the plug, you got to dip cause troll been fast
Summer '22, watch us fly, got to blast
We gone pass that shit around, pass it then we leave
Kicked her out the whip cause the bitch was make-believe
I just popped a tab, you cannot see, what I perceive
I don't tuck the rocket, rather keep it up the sleeve
Tip that bitch up, pockets fat
We lace bigger cookies than the thrax
He ain't going up, that boy living in the past
I'm up in the stars, shorty know I hit the gas
Like
You cannot hop in my starship
Smoking more to level out my conscious
I'm alone a Martian
But you cannot see me I live up inside the darkness
I fuck around regardless
I'm reckless but don't start shit
Hold up wait a minute
Don't fuck around with my digits
I'm calculating and adding it up till we get millions
I kill it and you goin feel it
I flip it until the bills in
All the while the psilocybin be flowing throughout my system
I'm not fucking around not moving real loud
She throwing that ass its shaking the ground
Tom in your crew I see jerry too
A couple of pussies and rats and no i fucking with you
Kicked her out the whip cause the bitch was make-believe
I just popped a tab, you cannot see, what I perceive
I don't tuck the rocket, rather keep it up the sleeve
Tip that bitch up, pockets fat
We lace bigger cookies than the thrax
He ain't going up, that boy living in the past
I'm up in the stars, shorty know I hit the gas
Seeing 20/20, but the visions 2030
Smoke all in the air, now my visions getting blurry
30 To the chest, that bitch call me Stephen Curry
Didn't shoot my shot, cause I wasn't in a hurry
Didn't call the cops, didn't see, visions blurry
16 Beams, it's like my team would make em scurry
Anti social with the pack
He ain't smoking nothing boy just out here getting taxed
I'm calling my boy Jax!
Said let me get the fit up, slide to sax and drop some racks
And if that thot gone get up she gone have to drop some ass
And if I call the plug, you got to dip cause troll been fast
Summer '22, watch us fly, got to blast
We gone pass that shit around, pass it then we leave
Kicked her out the whip cause the bitch was make-believe
I just popped a tab, you cannot see, what I perceive
I don't tuck the rocket, rather keep it up the sleeve
Tip that bitch up, pockets fat
We lace bigger cookies than the thrax
He ain't going up, that boy living in the past
I'm up in the stars, shorty know I hit the gas
Like
You cannot hop in my starship
Smoking more to level out my conscious
I'm alone a Martian
But you cannot see me I live up inside the darkness
I fuck around regardless
I'm reckless but don't start shit
Hold up wait a minute
Don't fuck around with my digits
I'm calculating and adding it up till we get millions
I kill it and you goin feel it
I flip it until the bills in
All the while the psilocybin be flowing throughout my system
I'm not fucking around not moving real loud
She throwing that ass its shaking the ground
Tom in your crew I see jerry too
A couple of pussies and rats and no i fucking with you
Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Sa
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