Ayo, wheredahookat?

I was down bad, on my doli She's still in love with the old me I wear this chain like a trophy And I replace my heart with a gold piece I'd rather my cheese get moldy And I replace the sorrow with codeine Shawty, I still get lonely But f*ck it— I'm livin' a fast life I'm lucky if I even crash twice Girl I'm on a downward spiral With this shawty— she tryna go viral Yeah she know my body, I'm touchin' her body I get her wetter than a tidal She wanna get wavy, she callin' me baby But baby, I don't do no titles I'm steppin' with steppers baby You could say I got mob ties I got water, I got water with me With this drip, you get baptized She wanna, she wanna f*ck with me She never been that high All these voices, I need 'em to stop All eyes on me when I drop All eyes on me like I'm Pac My brodie like "nigga, they need you to drop" Told bro no stress 'cause I know we gon' pop And we makin' this history all for the block Nigga, Linden made me; I put that in my name Gimme some time, I put that on my chain Linden Forever and that's on the gang Nigga "Finden Lorever" wait— f*ck am I sayin? The f*ck is you doin? I'm doin' whatever, just know I ain't losing Whatever the weather, I'm strappin' my boots And I'm grabbin' my cannon and lettin' it loose When I hop in the booth; with Cas, with Zeus And we cookin' different, yeah you know that's the truth And they shook and panic when we step in the room But we understand it 'cause we rollin' like goons Finna leave the planet and head off to the moon You chillin' with pigeons? That's itchin' to tell Can't mix them with my niggas That's itchin' to kill They say, don't mention no triggers 'less you finna drill Okay Risk it? It's within interest to simply chill That's part of the story They prolly find it boring Rather pour it out to shorties 'Cause I know they gon' endorse it How they gon' ignore it? They explore beyond the orbit Knowing V shines through my aura That godly energy I'm not a nigga with a lot of enemies Could not pretend to be But I know the opps be wishin' they had armies sent for me Ha, how can't I laugh? That's all that they get when they act for reactions Still can't be found— man you know where we at Eflat stay with pack, so you know we be blasted And this gas could be named after you 'Cause my niggas don't shoot back, so ain't no after you Got 'em slippin' off the brink I'm never falling; sticking to instinct Plus, they will not be clippin' off my wings Plus, they will not be clippin' off my wings