[Intro: Rise]
Damn, man, we high as fuck
Shit, what's today? Ah, shit, damn
Ah, that’s that new shit huh, oh, okay, I see you Sev (I see you)
That's a Steez Click shit, haha
[Chorus: Se7en & Rise]
Ge-gettin' paid, rollin’ tree in the shade (Uh)
I gotta couple of breezies, that say that they on they way
That's how you know it's me
That's how you know it's me
That's how you know it's me
Let me catch you up to speed
Gettin' blaze, pockets so full of haze (Yeah)
[?] when I come in I’m blowin’ smoke in your face
That's how you know it’s me
That's how you know it's me
That's how you know it’s me
Let me catch you up to speed
[Verse 1: Rise]
Same thing, ain't shit change (Yeah)
Still kickin' and makin' music, only burn in the best day (Haha)
Dodgin and duckin', she try everything in her power to tie me up, no shoestrings (Hahaha) Strange
You so appealing, you teasing, I'm steezin', takin' photos cheesing
Past policing, I'm breathin', exhaling smoke just like a Kraken, somebody [?] (Oh shit)
I just major-leagued this situation when it comes to hittin' and [?], yes, your boy is seasoned
Still fresh, chin up
Like I'm in the chair for any nigga we greetin'
And I'm diggin' no tattoo, no speakin'
She gettin' calls, she leaving broke up, now she grievin'
That's all I'm seein', no producer, no music makin' but I be beatin' (Haha)
To the Mozart, ballet, pretty face, ass, skin so soft (Uhuh)
Told her minus him from the equation, that's her with her clothes off
No matter how upset he gets you (Tell 'em)
That's just reassurance I'm that nigga you ain't used to
[Chorus: Se7en & Rise]
Ge-gettin' paid, rollin' tree in the shade (Uh)
I gotta couple of breezies, that say that they on they way
That's how you know it's me
That's how you know it's me
That's how you know it's me
Let me catch you up to speed
Gettin' blaze, pockets so full of haze (Yeah)
[?] when I come in I'm blowin' smoke in your face
That's how you know it's me
That's how you know it's me
That's how you know it's me
Let me catch you up to speed
[Verse 2: Se7en]
They call me Seven, but your girl know I'ma ten
Glass tippin' through the city rap I do till the end (Till the end)
Tell the hoes they tryna hit it, no pretend (Uh)
Smokin' blunts with the windows up
And we ain't trippin' bad, no tint (Ouh)
Me ain't search for some hoes (Yeah)
It's just work, I suppose (Uh)
[?] 'cause they can smell the aroma on my clothes
Champagne sippin', we tippin' bottles some rose
All night love with the stupid bitches
I never fucked with theres hoes (True-true)
When they see me tryna get paid (Get paid)
[?] yellow Lamborghini like some lemonade (Lemonade)
There ain't no telling what I'm gonna do
I got some OG in my pocket but I'm smelling new (I'm fresh)
Like a million bucks
Tell them hoes I don't give fuck (Yeah)
I'm makin' money but lately cake doesn't fill me up (No)
We out on tour and we smokin' some of the illest bud
So when I hit the stage you know I'm gonna kill a- what?
[Chorus: Se7en & Rise]
Ge-gettin' paid, rollin' tree in the shade (Uh)
I gotta couple of breezies, that say that they on they way
That's how you know it's me
That's how you know it's me
That's how you know it's me
Let me catch you up to speed
Gettin' blaze, pockets so full of haze (Yeah)
[?] when I come in I'm blowin' smoke in your face
That's how you know it's me
That's how you know it's me
That's how you know it's me
Let me catch you up to speed
[Outro: Rise]
Steez... Bitch
Just let that shit run the fuck out right there, hahah
Yeah, fuck it
