Trunk Bouys!

Stay with the heat like fire to a ant He just be chattin, all he do is rant My money almighty but he on a banner Think he can rap but I told him he can't Money a must, I'm ballin with the Saints They music be trash and they lyrics are tainted Work in the ground, it go lower than satan Stackin yo money, it's shorter then plankton Don't give a ____ I don't care what you sayin Made me a slip last year it's still paying I be using bigger words like "I'm going up, a hypotenuse" not even playin I keep a star cause I always be stunnin Ima pull up I ain't talkin the dance Speaking of dance, I make a homie run away to the side like he a runnin man I'm trynna flow so this beat got me wavy I'm out of this world with this music, I'm spacey Flow is so elegant, I can do it with no eyes call me Stevie with a 8-key I got a habit of never dropping something trash, I'm guessing my last name is Lacy Right when I drop, ima just keep getting bags, while you fillin em at the Macy's He tried to pass, I hit him with a shell Stay sippin soda like Kenan and Kel Don't keep a Mac, got music with a Dell Not even sorry, you can ring the bell That lil boy be chattin, leave em in a well I'm higher than wiz with music, keep a spell I keep making music but I never sell Cause I publish only good songs to the wealth I left my heart on the side of the road Stay at my diamond like batters at home I hate the club, not in a lucky mode I keep a spade to put love in a hole My words are playable call me a ace It's never us I never play a whist "I gotta leave I just need me some space" While I'm over here spending bags on a fit WRLD! always stunnin so I keep a Starry I need my listens asap no Bari Hangin with Bright like I support Illari Play with they feelings like games on Atari Lyrics are sweet and they think I'm a smarty Feelin like tana but went to the party Throw forty in sections, I threw up bout eighty I get the cash and then swerve on a Harley I'm not the two but I still hit em up and when I'm finished, two months later we see doves I be so low, I never double cup but I stay with the team, not under like a mutt I'm getting paper cause people be rockin and bobbin they heads to music, they don't cut Out of yalls league cause I hit every par while all of my children ballin in the putt