HTFYTYM

Lyrics

[Chorus] How in the fuck you think you me? (Like what?) I can cop anything I see (On God) Pockets black but the inside green Add a hunnid on the feat price talking fee (Cha-ching) She wanna know what music I make (That's hard) Said I rap but no boxing me (I do not) I can scream in the mic anything that I like I can sing it like a Heart Throb team Bitch I can turn up, tree gettin' burnt up We made it rain now the opps gotta look up Boy you a dumb fuck, he tried to run up We laid him out Now his family's down one Cook till the sun up Just havin' fun, bruh Me and him top two but he's not one No he's not one Might as well be a no one [Verse] Sometimes gotta talk your shit If you do better walk it quick Or you'll get jacked like a candlеstick Permanent aim bot i cannot miss And my boy straight geeked up off that Tris I'm makin' this green with a flick of thе wrist She said I own her clitoris That nigga don't know what part that is That nigga so dry, he be takin' hella L's And he don't know why It's because he's an old jalopy got no drive Married to the money like Tate, I got multiple wives Mocha's on my feet I'm in the stu' I fly [Bridge] Broke out of the Matrix, I'm the freest guy Left the simulation, y'all niggas online Y'all sip Four Loko's, but me, I'm sippin' wine Put some Kratom in that shit, I feel sublime [Chorus] How in the fuck you think you me? (Like what?) I can cop anything I see (On God) Pockets black but the inside green Add a hunnid on the feat price talking fee (Cha-ching) She wanna know what music I make (That's hard) Said I rap but no boxing me (I do not) I can scream in the mic anything that I like I can sing it like a Heart Throb team Bitch I can turn up, tree gettin' burnt up We made it rain now the opps gotta look up Boy you a dumb fuck, he tried to run up We laid him out Now his family's down one Cook till the sun up Just havin' fun, bruh Me and him top two but he's not one No he's not one Might as well be a no one