Choose Wisely

[Verse 1] Uh! Toast to ya favorite fly guy, keyed in the Cayman high rise Crab fillets and mob ties, you on ya way to Popeyes I hit the ave and drop rise Her eyes as big as stop signs You think you pressure? Not I, ya BBLs are lop-side The demon got a detector, know even where the cops hide Your streaming eras top five, see me in hell, I’m outside Want me Chanel and knot tied, we in them jet off fly rides You on that jealous iPod, you givin’ tell a cop vibes Branded a culture real young, took the heart in me when the beat drop Troopin’ it to the weed spot, R.I.P. PNB Rock You postin’ like you live it up from ya Airbnb spot Out here everything’s fair, ain’t no such thing as a cheap shot You been waitin’ for years, I guess CC3 is my Detox Comin’ outta the same neighborhood that you seen police pop Ain’t no limit for age here, youngins don’t use the decop They want a quick high well here’s the re-rock [Chrous] Uh! We been the hottest news, it ain't hard to choose We don’t follow rules and it’s no love for the rival crews (Rival crews) You runnin’ outta moves, someone’s gotta lose Ain’t no room to snooze and we cruise with a lot of tools (Lot of tools) We all made a decision to be great Be careful what you ask for it comes with a lot of hate I’m down to do the work no matter how much time it takes Nothin’ you been talkin’ gon' affect the dollar rate (Dollar rate) [Verse 2] Uh! You movin out the guidelines Over ya head wit’ pom poms I've seen this movie five times, you workin’ shit beside mine I’m out this era time wise, you steppin’ on a live mine I’m a trip to rise long, closet of number nine bond You never get the bar votes and when you fly, your parts coach We mingle where the stars host and pullin’ off in car boats Fat lady singin’ hard notes, the haters always scar most You ain’t allowed in my perimeter, a seven star's close I’m outta Queens, big dreams and dollar schemes Flip screens and models cling Six rings like Scottie’s team It’s hard for me to skip months, niggas expect me Halloween I’m old fashioned, keep me outta the messy columns please Wonder where I been, gotta listen to COTI one Got used to these frozy arms, salute to Rich Homie Quan I came outta darkness, therefore these lights don’t control me none There ain’t no real money behind these fake pages, it’s only bums [Chrous] Uh! We been the hottest news, it ain't hard to choose We don’t follow rules and it’s no love for the rival crews (Rival crews) You runnin’ outta moves, someone’s gotta lose Ain’t no room to snooze and we cruise with a lot of tools (Lot of tools) We all made a decision to be great Be careful what you ask for it comes with a lot of hate I’m down to do the work no matter how much time it takes Nothin’ you been talkin’ gon' affect the dollar rate (Dollar rate)