Light Year (Practice)

I like real ratchet - (keep goin')
I mean real ratchet - (brr, keep goin')
I see all these girls, and they're lookin' so thick (keep goin')
But I got real racks to get (real racks to get) (I ain't worried 'bout them)
Rick Owen match the bed, yes, I sleep in designer
Eatin' my cereal with ice-ice diamonds, so when I'm eatin' breakfast, I'm shinin' (yeah)
Tony Hawk, Lil Uzi be grindin'
Diamonds, they pissy and Issey Raf Simons

I'ma be litty, I'll wait 'til I'm 50
No, matter fact, 60, she tryna get with me
She suckin' Daytona
And every time that she go - -, it feel like the hemi (feel like hemi)
At the least, it's a burst, I don't do no semi
Like, "I don't think a purse could hold all these new bands" (let's go)
Like racks look so dumb in my pants
I got so much like I need a suitcase, like
I'm the type of - beat my case and the m- judge never saw my face

Look at them now
Know it's some - that think I'm a clown
That's cool, this money can, um, get you down
-, we in Philly with three thousand rounds
Nobody want smoke, we got beef out of town
- be like, "Why you always out of town?"
Shi-, I'm on the jet with this pound
(Universe slide in the 250, listen for a jet, jet feel like a plane)
(Let's go)

Okay, let's talk 'bout the pape'
I got all types of cake, I made three M's off eighths
Made like 50 off hit, and I'm still on my -, and I'm rich, no debate
Pardon my Wraith, I mean this is a spaceship
My girl lookin' good, always think of you lesser
In my bedroom and my eyes'll undress her
Her head on the dresser like, "Damn, girl, you're sexy"
Shout out my Patek, my Patek my bestie

Been ballin' so long, I swear I need an ESPY
Diamond my neck, yeah, that - like Wayne Gretzky
Now he got the switch, but he used to watch Jessie
Disney Channel, that - be catchy
I'm catchy too, but I watched Ed, Edd and Eddy
Need to stretch all these fake-- - 'cause they fetty
I ain't gon' lie, I don't think that they ready

I don't think that they ready, I don't think that they ready
I don't think that they ready, I don't think that they ready (whoa)
Think that they ready, I don't think that they ready
I don't think that they ready, I don't think that they ready
I don't think that they ready, I don't think that they ready
I don't think that they ready, I don't think that they ready
Think that they ready, I don't think that they ready
I don't think that they ready, I don't think that they ready

I got the fan on me just like I'm Jake (huh?), money all over the place
Diamonds cleansin' your face just like up, like ovation
No, I never - your -, I'm just smashin' her face
I got glass on the bezel, got glass on the face
But it came like this, it's a factory date
These - -, they soft like a chafer
Irritatin' that -, you're so aggravatin'
- you thought, that I lost?
I'm swaggin', I'm awesome, I'm saucy, my brain, I lost it

Just like Randy, put my arm out, I'm awesome
Put a hole in the - like a dolphin
I told my big bro we ain't takin' losses
I got some secret money in the coffin
Smokin' the Candy Shop, it got me, got me coughin'
-, it's so hot like I turned on defroster
I'm fresh off the nitrous, ain't mess up a bit-it
How you say that I'm soft when I'm always revealin' you?
Got 16 -, yeah, guess who's the villain now?

He call 16 hos, -, I guess he a dunzo
Now she be on two drums, on your bongo
Smoke so much, I don't know where my lungs go
Stand on my money, I'm tall as Mutombo
Come to my block, yeah, it look like a gunshow
Trap out apartments, it's only a front door
Puttin' on for my block 'fore I could leave, fronto
Put my arms in my hoodie, this shit look like a puncho
If I stand on the money, then I'm tall like Huncho

Look, I ain't tryna tussle, end of discussion
My shooter with me got bodies like he Russian
Fast money, slow money, I don't care, I ain't rushin'
My block hot, this - like an oven
This sh- like an oven, this -, it be bustin'
I ain't Hollywood, do some - for my cousin (yeah)
That's what I'm 'posed to, but that - wasn't nothin'
I just got a - hit for like four or five hundred
I just came from the A with like four or five buttons

(Eternal Atake 2)