[verse 1: YLLW.] How many WiFi connections have I made? Used to post you up, but memories fade Now I’m layed up Collect a couple pay stubs Tryna be more ISO’d I’m feeling like I’m Trae Young (aye) I’m getting buckets in the biggest of moments My windows rolled up Like, “I know that you smoking!” Don’t know what burnt out is What’s it like to be toasted? Skins been thicker, but I still use my lotion [verse 2: Lavient] It’s the Coldest shogunate to whip the Corolla bitch Clothed in frozen fits Potent with jokes and quips Hoe I ain’t zoning in Glowing wrist to hit my showboating fix Post it so I exist One moment outspokenness then it’s Noiseless coping broken wits to ward abyss But don’t get it twisted I just got the keys to heaven and got evicted Eloping with your mistresses Just to show you what amiss is I dug a grave for Juliet and took a shit in it Got her moaning now I’m probing like an alien I’m tryna sauce her to the dough like an Italian The way she boutta shake gon make banana split Aye I’m saying fuck it like this shit is a Trojan I’m cookin beats in the oven I heard your tape it’s atrocious Fake and you bogus Butchering beats to noticed You ride the wave off my ripple I might be glaive cuz I’m so pissed [verse 3: YLLW.] Aye, I’m angry as fuck Peddle for pieces of bucks I’m too gassed, I’m throwing it up I’m sick, like DeMar in the clutch You bullshit, to pretend you’re enough You click spurs like Dorothy Metronome click, and you boring me Caught up in the rain while it’s pouring Begging for some warmth, where’s the porridge? A whore for support, but I’m left just looking at my portrait [verse 4: Lavient] You hopeless MVP like I’m Jokic You ain’t getting no sun and you gon blame it on yo kids? Go fish Eatin bad cause I’m broke bitch Incendiary language got you feeling provoked, lit! Hermit ‘til I die close the blinds Get massaged at a Whole Foods You collage borrowed time Madvillain too nice All cap what you write Off-suit two and seven See through bluff in yo rhyme [verse 5: YLLW., Lavient] Who you think I am? Your mixes are like sticky hands I pop Sickfits like I was grease in a pan Stick to gimmicks like you jam, you ain’t jam Strictly business minding mine, I advance I'm advanced and u just tryna ketchup Too busy relishing while I go get a leg up Fed up, not enough stomach to digest To sum it up I plummet from the pummel of my jest And I'll say it with my chest
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