AF1

Lyrics

[Intro] Nah, you get in the— in the studio, no, nothin' No, no PS4 for you, Loz Let's go [Verse 1] Fortune teller, tell me, can you tell a secret? Fortunately It's a fortune me and all my niggas seek You feel like I should hit the bank? My shot ain't been swishin' lately If I get this check today, Nike gon' commemorate me All I rock is AF1s, reppin' AF1s With my BFF for ten years plus some days and months Niggas fishy, bitches tricky, can't parlé amongst You be trippin' if you think you could persuade a monk, I'm focused [Chorus] Focused like a ninth grader with the hoop dreams hittin' them books Bitch, I'm focused like the single moms stackin' them singles usin' her looks Bitch, I'm focused like the four niggas up in this room writin' this hook Bitch, I'm focused like some Adderall, I can't be mad at all Bitch, I'm focused like a ninth grader with the hoop dreams hittin' them books Bitch, I'm focused like the single moms stackin' them singles usin' her looks Bitch, I'm focused like the four niggas up in this room writin' this hook Bitch, I'm focused like some Adderall, I can't be— [Verse 2] If she bounce that ass in my face, would I look away? I like bitches, that's redundant, is my money straight? I'm focused, dawg, I'm focused, we got shit to say Dues get me lit today, rules that we get to break Hold me down, wipe me down, just don't miss a spot Keep me tip-top, turn it 'til it's top notch I'm focused, dawg, I'm focused, just watch (Uh), hey Run me my money (Yeah), hey, sprint to the top (Ayy) [Pre-Chorus] We ain't trippin' (We ain't trippin') Not at all (Not at all) But what y'all doin'? (But what y'all doin'?) 'Cause we ain't y'all ('Cause we ain't y'all) Hey, this the coast here (Hey, this the coast here) I'm with my dawgs (I'm with my dawgs) From coast to coast (From coast to coast) Don't get involved (Let's go) [Chorus] Bitch, I'm focused like a ninth grader with the hoop dreams hittin' them books Bitch, I'm focused like the single moms stackin' them singles usin' her looks Bitch, I'm focused like the four niggas up in this room writin' this hook Bitch, I'm focused like some Adderall, I can't be mad at all Bitch, I'm focused like a ninth grader with the hoop dreams hittin' them books Bitch, I'm focused like the single moms stackin' them singles usin' her looks Bitch, I'm focused like the four niggas up in this room writin' this hook Bitch, I'm focused like some Adderall, I can't be mad at all [Interlude] I lifted one room with four niggas (True) Frank when focused, we step on roaches, don't roll Swishers (True) It's all a vision and superstition My palms itchin', my comma got four digits, small money And brag about it 'cause that's our money