Julia Lang (Album Version)

[Intro: Julia Lang]

Alvin, good morning

Yo, I slept for 12 hours straight, I needed it

I'm still tired, now I have like the busiest week ahead

You know what I just noticed, what is so beautiful?

My birthday's on Friday, but when the album comes out

Side B, it's basically my birthday midnight

So, I'm just so grateful for everything

And then when Plan B hits, with the Julia Lang song

Exactly on my birthday at midnight, it's a blessing

I hope you're good, I hope you got some rest

And thank you for everything again

I had like a very, memorable time

So I did Atlanta for the first time with you

I did Buffalo for the first time with you

You did Paris for the first time, not with me but I was there

So, lеt's get the list going

Love you, byе

[Verse 1]

Me and Julia Lang whippin' 'caine with a hanger (Whip)

Sellin' dope like '94, I'm talkin' bakin' with a pager (Ah)

Talkin' nice, talkin' hash shit with the same bitch talkin' nice

I'm talkin' George Condo paintings, TEC-10, started sprayin' shit (Brr, brr, brr)

[Interlude]

Brr, ayo

Doot, doot, brr

Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot

[Verse 2]

Ayo, my Yeezys lookin' like moon boots (My Yeezys lookin' like moon boots)

My man killed my other man, it's a lose-lose (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Stick swingin', dumpin' out the moon roof (Skrrt, stick swingin', hangin' out the moon roof, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)

Do 'em dirty, eatin' wham-wham and zoom-zooms

Yo, me and Julia Lang whippin' 'caine with a hanger (Whip)

Sellin' dope like '94, I'm talkin' bakin' with a pager (Ah)

Talkin' nice, talkin' hash shit with the same bitch talkin' nice

I'm talkin' George Condo paintings, TEC-10, started sprayin' shit (Brr, brr, brr)

Contemplatin' breakin' down a whole, dumpin', divvy loads (Ah)

Don't pillow talk to hoes, I'm up in Nieman's talkin' dope to stoves

Bathing Ape, OVO, Prada buttoned down to my kneecaps

I sold my first square, this shit touched my soul

Listen here, Gianni kitchenware, wrap my bricks in here (Ah)

Vision clear, sell a million bricks, I'll be a billionaire (Ah)