Lyrics: Jose Hernandez
Music: Jose Hernandez
[Intro]
(ksuuvi)
(ztarclique)
[Verse 1]
Walk through, twenty racks on me
And my fit cost about ten G's
And I like anything that's green
And I like you if you like me
Yeah I walk—, yeah I walk in the ****in' party
Everybody lookin' at you and me
I can't lie, I forgot, I gotta move lowkey
[Chorus]
They looking at me while I'm across the street
I'm lil' as ****, how the **** you seen me? (Seen me, how the ****, how the ****?)
How the **** you seen me? (How the ****, how the ****?)
Yeah, how the **** you seen me? (Seen me, seen me)
How the **** you seen me?
[Verse 2]
Yeah I saw you switched up, so you not my teammate
Get the **** away with that ****ing fake shit
I'ma go stupid, I'ma go ape shit
Pull up aims grip, ****in' blaze that shit
Yeah, I'ma ****in' blaze that spliff
I'ma roll him up in this wood or this leaf
Roll him up in this ****in' paper loose-leaf (Uh)
Punch a nigga right in his ****ing two teeth
That was all me, I'on need nobody on my soul
Make more money, nigga, that's the main goal
By twenny-five years old, milli' in my bankroll
I'ma sit back, I'ma just play my role
Nigga run this shit back, (ksuuvi) run this shit, run this shit, run this shit
I'm tryna make so much money, give my sis' a heart attack
Make so much money, give myself a heart attack
Lose my mind off a pill, never that
Nigga I might pop a perc and see if I'm ****ing with that
I done made some mistakes, bro, I can't keep track
And if you know me, then you know I'm moving tact'
I'ma call up Eli, he coming through with plaques
When my check hits, bro, I'm going straight to Saks
Yeah, I told that boy, "Put that money in the sack"
Shorty said she want me to—, told me to splish splash
I told my bros, “I'm tryna go to Mountain Creek”
Xavier just sent me new unreleased heat (I said heat)
He be—, told me he caught another body (Another one?)
Yeah, my white boy out here catching bodies
I'ma hit up witme, he gon' catch a homie
Let me find out kuru a crashout
Let me find out—, Let me find out kuru a crashout
Yeah, he told me, "Next time let me know"
Shout out kuru, that's my lil' ****in' bro
Damn, I should've punched him in his ****ing throat
I said, “I am getting bread, what you getting bro?”
Yeah—, yeah—, yeah, I'm getting chicken, you ain't getting yo's
When I was broke, nigga, I was eating Cheerios
But, I'm still eating Cheerios
In the studio and I'm eating Cheerios
In the studio yeah I was with Yhapo'
And get the mop hoe, just in case I'm guapo
I'm getting mad money, bitch, I'm getting guap, hoe
Sending packs through the mail, I'm El Chapo
I'm a badass kid, Muy Malo
Chop, chop, chop, his head off if he—
I'ma chop his head off if he snitch dude