Forrest Gump

[Intro]

Let's go, let's go, let's go

Yeah, oh yeah

Keed, Keed

Keed talk to 'em

[Verse 1]

Rock star lifestyle, rock star lifestyle, rock star lifestyle (Rock star, rock star)

I ain't gotta do no race to a ho, when I get there I'm in that (Skrrt, uh-uh)

Yeah, I get in that pussy, that pussy so tight like swimwear (Let's go, yeah)

Yeah, I fucked the ho, yeah, she talking bout prenatal (God, God)

Yeah, I threw that ho to the curb so fast, no tornado (Yeah-yeah, on God)

Yeah, we split the block, we hear 'bout who got hit later(Yeah, yeah)

Wolf on my shirt, no coyote (No coyote)

Yeah, did that Rolex Rollie, I'm no Rollie-Pollie (Uh-uh)

Yeah, eatin' pussy like it's fruit, like it's Tribeca

Yeah, I ride with that stick, I ride with that blam in my vehicle

Nah, I ain't gon' lie, I pull up in a [?] out MG Benz, ooh

And the Glock got a twin too (Ooh-ooh), yeah-ah (Yeah-yeah)

Yeah, listen with care, lil' boy (Yeah-yeah)

Nah, I'm not up for the talk and dicussion, I'm shootin' at peers, lil' boy (Ffft)

I came with choppers and choppers (Yeah)

I came with shells, lil' boy (On God)

I came with motherfuckin' problems (Woo)

Your mama shed tears, lil' boy (Woo-woo)

Yeah, I made change 'round here ('Round here)

No, you not bool 'round here (What?)

You Cleveland, be cool 'round here (Ah)

Condo where the shooters lounge at (Tu-tu-tu)

I went to drip school, nigga (Drip, drip, drip)

And we breakin' all the rules 'round here (It's up)

I'm with king slimed out (Slime, slime)

Drive a two-door Porsche around here (Let's go)

Keed talk to 'em

(Woo, let's go)

[Verse 2]

Glocks in my trunk (Let's go)

It's a lil' Gump (Come on)

Yeah, Cortez's on (Woo), Forrest Gump

Don't fuck with no Trump's (Uh-uh, woo, woo)

Forest Bank, nah (Woo), Forrest Gump (Woo, let's go)

I'm in that bad-ass foreign Rari, nigga, get skunked (Bad-ass, bad-ass, bad-ass)

Pressure dent'll tell ya that that ass super plump

Perky got me itchin' on my neck and on my palms (Percocets)

Yeah, and these pants are dilated, this shit got a bump (Say what?)

Yeah, the trap goin' crazy, just look how it jump (Doo, doo)

You can have the Saint Laurent, dawg, I go buy some Jordans (Jord', Jord')

Heard your ho been out here fastin', she got some bumps

Yeah-eah, runnin' racks up, no Forrest Gump (Ugh, woo)

Yeah