[Intro] its like this and that's and this and up its like this and that's and this and up its like this and that's and this and up never gave enough fucks to knock a obvilating bitch up, ive been stuck in the same rough stiff arming love again, my girl called saying she wants a mulligan, shit insont let her in, cuz I might swing, a floppy johnson in her pie hole cuz the chick that i know, skinny like a slim Jim and my type is fat so fat my chick be needing lypo from eating like a psycho. junk foods dumbs doods slummy bummy crew maybe i may i be crowned the mayor of tent town car fent round a new brain to rot, i guess i sorra spot treated my brain stains that cause painful pains similar to migraines [Verse] Plugged in since the jump, now the network expanding throw up moving through the city while the opps still standing Keep it a buck, the rotation got the city in a grip Sipping on that liquid gold, let the heavy profit drip toe up focused on the bag, never settling for mid Flipped a brick to a mansion, that is how the hustle slid On ten when the clock hits, moving work across the state Slidin' through the valley, put the pressure on the plate Iced out in the winter, these fits really ate the room Bussin' through the intersection, hear the sonic boom Istg the vision clear, no fucking shut on the wrist piece Every play a calculated move, hold the golden lease Racks stuffed in the duffel, making sure the circle tight Ghosted every fake friend, moving silent through the night Finna touch down in the city, OT for the weekend Deep water in the mental, while the shallow end is leaking [Chorus] its like this and that's and this and up its like this and that's and this and up its like this and that's and this and up never gave enough fucks to knock a obvilating bitch up, ive been stuck in the same rough stiff arming love again, my girl called saying she wants a mulligan, shit insont let her in, cuz I might swing, a floppy johnson in her pie hole cuz the chick that i know, skinny like a slim Jim and my type is fat so fat my chick be needing lypo from eating like a psycho. [Verse] Dripped out in the fabric, custom stitch upon the skin One hunnid on the loyalty, that is how the wins begin Rizz game on a level that the mirror cannot hold Turning copper into platinum, watching every story fold The beat cooked in the basement, now the streaming numbers climb Deadass chasing every second, I am racing against time Fasho the plug is calling, got the work inside the mail Heavy lifting in the shadows, never leaving any trail no fucking shut on the ambition, take a W every night Sprinting to the finish line, keeping all the optics bright Talk yo shit if you want, but the bankroll speak louder Turning all the same old dust into a mountain of powder In my bag with the cadence, let the melody just flow Watching all the seeds I planted finally start to grow Fire in the booth, leave the competition charred Playing every single card, hitting heavy, hitting hard [Chorus] its like this and that's and this and up its like this and that's and this and up its like this and that's and this and up never gave enough fucks to knock a obvilating bitch up, ive been stuck in the same rough stiff arming love again, my girl called saying she wants a mulligan, shit insont let her in, cuz I might swing, a floppy johnson in her pie hole cuz the chick that i know, skinny like a slim Jim and my type is fat so fat my chick be needing lypo from eating like a psycho. [Bridge] Bet on the underdog, watch the table flip fast Running from the ghosts of a mediocre past throw up the king of the hill, toe up the one they fear The sound of the victory is the only thing I hear
