Yikes

[Intro: KOI]

Oh, yeah

Oh, yeah

Yikes

I think we gonna call this "Yikes"

[Verse 1: KOI]

A hundred percent

Of my time has been spent

On my grind, I pretend

That I'm fine 'cause I win

Every time, but within

I be lyin', I be cryin'

I be tryin', Yes I be

Life be tryin', tryin' me

I be spyin', I can see

There's a tiny side of me

That can't help but be afraid

I'm not used to bein' paid

I'm not used to bein' saved

I'm just used to making do with all the truth that I've been played with

Made it from the slave ships to A-list amazin'

Came from the basement

You claim streets

But I pave them with patience

Occasional apeshit

Stay from the AK

But they pay to kill another 8K

For eight day of work (Woo)

And I know that's gotta hurt (Woo)

I should get commission

Way I put you in a hearse, ay

Hope I am forgiven

Been a minute since the church, ay

I been dunkin' ushers

It's no limit to my worth, ay

Never went to college

But my knowledge is in first place

The worst case for you

Attaboy, we know

Black boy cheat code

Know the cops are watching like my product is illegal

It's all about the timing

I already lined the sequel with a sequel

And it's equal just to prove that we ain't equal

I ain't evil just Knievel with the way I stunt

Nigga, you don't want the smoke

(Damn, that came out blunt)

But I mean it

I got a whole new demeanor

R.I.P. Tommy

But me and my girl the Martin and Gina

Part of the reason these niggas don't say, "What up?" when they see us

Cause we a grievous, egregious

They need us, a genius

Nobody competin', nigga

[Verse 2: TJW]

Icon status, something like I'm Jaden

But my Smith a lil' more like Wesson

Took your boo straight to the Westin

Claim that shit like Old West Texans

Don't pick up, make shorty text it

You want beef, you can't digest it

This Tyrannosaurus rex'll make you freeze

When you in public

I would rather not discuss it

I might pull up on your cousin

Turn his Stussy to some stuffin'

Prove you're soft as a McMuffin

Drop down on you like Miss Muffet

Shoot you right up off your tuffet

Lilly made this shit the toughest

Money dance like Warren Buffett

Strut right up and dunk a ducat

Call my bank a KFC

'Cause I get money by the bucket

It's my destiny to pop, bitch

You're my child, LeToya Luckett

This my motherfuckin' house

I have it out, no need to tuck it

I am not nothing to fuck with

Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus

I might air this whole saloon out

Rated to the way I buss it

Microchip your fiancée

Like orange soda, I might Crush it

If you really want the smoke

I'll turn to Wolsey, homie, trust it

Yeah