Solar Eclipse

[Intro] You know Yee (Ahaha) Let's go Ayy (Hit-Boy) [Chorus] Get off my dick, buddy Get off my bitch, dummy 'Fore I take your bitch with us, then let my bitch run it Look at my wrist, I'm talkin' totally lit Look at my wrist, I'm talkin' solar eclipse [Verse 1] Look at my fit, I'm totally lit I'm totally it, my style, you totally bit I just crashed the 'Rari, I totaled that shit Wait, Dakari, turn up my vocals a bit You only locally known, my brand is globally grown If you ain't know that by now, then you was totally wrong I just left Miami, came back to Oakland, my home This shit I'm smokin' is Flower Shop, and it's potentially blown (Sheesh) [Chorus] Get off my dick, buddy (Yee) Get off my bitch, dummy 'Fore I take your bitch with us, then let my bitch run it Look at my wrist, I'm talkin' totally lit Look at my wrist, I'm talkin' solar eclipse [Verse 2] Yeah, ayy One of one, there will never be another one Got the valet lookin' at me all troublesome Whеn I told him, "Get the Benz," hе got the other one When I really meant the other one In Vancouver, I had put a Prada bubble on Who you know that's global tourin', puttin' Oakland on? I can tell you what it is, but you already knowin' Champagne keep going, keep pourin', keep pourin' Multi-platinum, we had did that years ago, and I still keep doing it Couple cribs, which one? Bunch of ones, pick one Drink until the drinks done I know I'm the sick one Everywhere that I go, they know me as the lit one [Chorus] Get off my dick, buddy Get off my bitch, dummy 'Fore I take your bitch with us, then let my bitch run it Look at my wrist, I'm talkin' totally lit Look at my wrist, I'm talkin' solar eclipse Get off my dick, buddy Get off my bitch, dummy 'Fore I take your bitch with us, then let my bitch run it Look at my wrist, I'm talkin' totally lit Look at my wrist, I'm talkin' solar eclipse [Outro] Look at my wrist, I'm talkin' solar eclipse Fourth quarter, I just Kobe'd this shit Let's go