Bap, bap, ugh Posted up in the rain, not singin' Skraight shots, now my Nokia's ringin' I ain't rollin', I can't bring my thing in Pigeon, I don't mind ridin' a pigeon Big double R off the lot, no hire The V's on fire, but I'm still whippin' Came for the bag, grab that, and I'm dippin' Landed the pack bike red and I'm flippin' Purple slime, double cupped up sippin' Back strap spliff moon rocks what I'm billin' Pups said you don't live twice, so you best think twice Bring a mash wherever you're kippin' I weren't brought up to go slide or slippin' I'm havin' talks with my label grippin' In a meetin', linin' half a chicken They're tellin' me that production's kickin' Who's that? Rise it, dump off, bine it Corn slaps in the blink of a eyelid Fully dunce, I don't know why he tried it We grip years in different sizes Green like giant, brown like iris And we got white like Miley Cyrus Pack just land, bruck that and then fly it It was gone in the blink of a eyelid Grey Goose got me loose, I'm faded Wait, you can look in my eyes and see Spat Kitchen Stove, now they stop and pree Can't roll in peace, 'cah they notice me No one believed that I'd make it out of the mud Now I'm up, they're all praisin' me The best by far and it's blatant B No way are they in the same lane as me Posted up in the rain, not singin' Skraight shots, now my Nokia's ringin' I ain't rollin', I can't bring my thing in Pigeon, I don't mind ridin' a pigeon Big double R off the lot, no hire The V's on fire, but I'm still whippin' Came for the bag, grab that, and I'm dippin' Landed the pack bike red and I'm flippin' Smoke in the party, I ain't considerate Each Cuban weighs a half a key Try with the goons them, I can't believe Freeze, bro came with half a sleeve You was up late tryin' to stalk IG But I miss out and pree with the baitest one Weighty back, gotta take this one Bet the gal in L-O-N gonna hate this one I don't do well with the online, online Thanks for the news B, I must can't quit Arch up that back, let me brush that pink Finna rev it in sport till I buss that pin Ping, I just do red or tequila I ain't tryna sip vodka with no yats Still love a good face girl with no back I just did a walkthrough and made pro with no tax I spent thirty K this week, but that ain't a L 'cause I made back sixty I burn racks so the jakes wanna shift me And tings from the Netflix shows wanna kiss me I treat cars like Mario Kart, shift, lift, the engine farts I was breakin' packs and hearts I felt like Madden, we threw enough darts Posted up in the rain, not singin' Skraight shots, now my Nokia's ringin' I ain't rollin', I can't bring my thing in Pigeon, I don't mind ridin' a pigeon Big double R off the lot, no hire The V's on fire, but I'm still whippin' Came for the bag, grab that, and I'm dippin' Landed the pack bike red and I'm flippin' Posted up in the rain, not singin' Skraight shots, now my Nokia's ringin' I ain't rollin', I can't bring my thing in Pigeon, I don't mind ridin' a pigeon Big double R off the lot, no hire The V's on fire, but I'm still whippin' Came for the bag, grab that, and I'm dippin' Landed the pack bike red and I'm flippin' (Ra Tha Gawd) (Nathaniel London)