Same bitch, same key all week Life's crazy, scary Oh, she bad, oh you see it Michael Jackson, bitty B Seventeen on my jeans Had the. 9 on me Don't fall for the bust If you clean, then you rock Shake sea, shake 'em off Cut on me, cut him off Schyeah
Why're you starin'? Too many chains, yeah, like a olympian Too many chains, yeah, like a olympian
Sick kick (Uh) , sick bitch (Uh) Re-rockin', I'm sick again I got ten cars in the traffic out with Ludacris I feel her spillin' on my body, tryna do a bitch These niggas can't stop, baby, this shit don't fit I might go play wit' my dreads, go put on my Timbs I might just empty my chamber, re-load the clips With the gang, oh yeah, we on the flip Double 0-5, oh yeah, don't set trips What? Pretty She on the go-go-go, trip, uh-huh Pop another pill, field trip, uh-huh Feel like I was born rich, uh huh Just like Ricky, yeah, uh-huh Still opp' took like fifty, uh Southside bitch, yeah, Riverdale, uh-huh Southside bitch, yeah, Riverdale, uh-huh Schyeah Shots, I break the scale, uh-huh Shots, I miss, she come break her heels Catch your ass, I catch your tail Catch the nigga, got a lot to tell, schyeah Shot out
Schyeah Schyeah
Compositores: Playboi Carti, Clif Shayne, DJ Moon & Nick Spiders