Okay, huh Soon as I walk through the crack in the spot (I’m here) She steppin’ in motion, got her game on lock (for real) Caught in a notion, while I was twistin’ some pot Now she slidin’ out her prize, like a jack in a box Hush, I’m parched, I been sippin’ on time Broke my foot in the crowd, now my limp got a grind If you don’t know, don’t riff in my ear Miss me, kicked back slick, now both her feet in the air Cracked cup wit’ a half-full truth Thank sky for the blunt and a stubborn root More grounded than y’all with your Brita smooth I sip pain, wear joy like an exquisite suit Got Morimoto rollin’ seaweed for my sunbeam She eat sashimi in her undies, mid-dream Boys play 2K, fake smoke, fake steam I play mind games with a split-screen queen Look, no pity, no fold in the code I been grown since the bread got cold Thick brown chick said she just got home Tryna throw back bone now her back got blown Groove when I move when I’m breakin’ the trees (yeah) Hittin’ the weed, cool breeze on the balcony (woo) Moonlight lean like it dance on leaves And she call when she dream, just to land on me Standin’ on, standin’ on Six-four mama wit’ a lamp-shade stance on Muffin, jumpin’ like she thumpin’ with ammo Dump it on her, then I vanish in camo Nah, I ain’t stoned, I just talk like I’m drunk She laugh when we smash, then she crash in the trunk She only call for the deep, I’m a crucial part She drawin’ conclusions like her head full of art All my homies bold, all my bud loud Car vintage, and my girl too proud They said “legend comin’,” now the votes all out Broke the poll off the wall like it owed me clout If she a matador, I flip mattress forms She soft, but she swing like she packed with thorns Pink slips fall like cotton candy storms I press start, then I dart like I’m born with horns Look, all I hear is “I got” from the shopfront parrots But I got goals like a plot twist marriage I wrote it down, it’s a long-ass list Gotta guest pass, gotta guess I’m slick Tryna snatch your girl while she playin’ it stiff She don’t talk much but she bite her lip Gift of gab, got bags where my bags live Got a girl that scratch my back while I ad-lib Tell them funny boys I don’t laugh last I narrate Giggle through the smoke while I levitate All my new ideas get patented Told Elon I don’t need his brain chip, bitch This is That’s Nice, not a prototype Own my shit, whole vibe like a stolen bike Snatchin’ your ice, Deebo on sight Give me yo shit, or I’m bustin’ yo lip and takin’ your bitch for the night. Got that creek runnin’ wide when I’m up in it My claim to fame is pipe game, now she’s custom fitted She did that, I’m from that, hit it and quit it Till it’s Pitch Black and blue, ain’t no round two, ain’t no Chronicles Of Riddick. Groove when I move when I’m breakin’ the trees (yeah) Hittin’ the weed, cool breeze on the balcony (woo) Moonlight lean like it dance on leaves And she call when she dream, just to land on me Standin’ on, standin’ on Six-four mama wit’ a lamp-shade stance on Muffin, jumpin’ like she thumpin’ with ammo Dump it on her, then I vanish in camo Twenty-four hours, still servin’ Voice got ‘em nervous, I’m certain Sippin’ Bourbon, your whole style is worthless I been Julius, Erving, earnin’ Tied up with a queen out in Persia Caught up in the vibe like inertia Whole world bend when I turn the verse But I barely rehearse, I just know my worth
