outro
Yeah think about this stuff like it yesterday
Yeah we gon be okay
Sip that drank I flew away
I just hit the gas
Yeah I'm in different space
Pour me when I'm ready
Lost some girls to drugs
I don't want no fetti, selling ties out to bud
Counting up so plenty, fill em up with hella slugs
Yeah I ain't feel ready, still put drank in my cup
Yeah I don't want no fetti
I been feeling deady
Slice em with a chetey
Yeah I be dressed in Yeti
Yeah yeah she bounce like Betty
Yeah now I'm feeling ready
Yeah now I'm feeling ready
Yeah all these guns they steady
Yeah now I stay in
Yeah Yeah I dive in
Yeah why you switching sides
Why you lying
Yeah I stand tall
I be vibing
Got a bad bitch, private island (yeah)
An the cash that I got yeah I pile in (yeah)
I be walking thru the beach with a vibe ten (yeah)
Yeah yeah look at all my clothes
Yeah there chrome heart on my clothes
Yeah an there chrome heart on my soul
Yeah
I be mixing up the cup just to feel some way
I just jump up in the gas yeah I hit highway
Yeah yeah tell me the reasons
Why you wake up and you get high
Yeah I be dressed in Yeti
Yeah yeah she bounce like Betty
Yeah now I'm feeling ready
Yeah now I'm feeling ready
Yeah all these guns they steady
All these guys they steady yeah
Pouring up my cup yeah I'm feeling deady
Hmm yeah I'm feeling deady
Hmm yeah I'm feeling deady
Think about this stuff like it yesterday
Yeah we gon be okay
Sip that drank I flew away
I just hit the gas
Yeah I'm in different space
I'm in different space
Yeah we gon be okay
Sip that drank I flew away
I just hit the gas
Yeah I'm in different space
Pour me when I'm ready
Lost some girls to drugs
I don't want no fetti, selling ties out to bud
Counting up so plenty, fill em up with hella slugs
Yeah I ain't feel ready, still put drank in my cup
Yeah I don't want no fetti
I been feeling deady
Slice em with a chetey
Yeah I be dressed in Yeti
Yeah yeah she bounce like Betty
Yeah now I'm feeling ready
Yeah now I'm feeling ready
Yeah all these guns they steady
Yeah now I stay in
Yeah Yeah I dive in
Yeah why you switching sides
Why you lying
Yeah I stand tall
I be vibing
Got a bad bitch, private island (yeah)
An the cash that I got yeah I pile in (yeah)
I be walking thru the beach with a vibe ten (yeah)
Yeah yeah look at all my clothes
Yeah there chrome heart on my clothes
Yeah an there chrome heart on my soul
Yeah
I be mixing up the cup just to feel some way
I just jump up in the gas yeah I hit highway
Yeah yeah tell me the reasons
Why you wake up and you get high
Yeah I be dressed in Yeti
Yeah yeah she bounce like Betty
Yeah now I'm feeling ready
Yeah now I'm feeling ready
Yeah all these guns they steady
All these guys they steady yeah
Pouring up my cup yeah I'm feeling deady
Hmm yeah I'm feeling deady
Hmm yeah I'm feeling deady
Think about this stuff like it yesterday
Yeah we gon be okay
Sip that drank I flew away
I just hit the gas
Yeah I'm in different space
I'm in different space
Credits
Writer(s): Arjun Gill
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