bacon

Aye Yeah Lost and faded I'm awfully hated, off shrooms and kratom Coffin cases, I'm on the beat, and I feel amazing Hold the raisins, it's oatmeal how I be spraying bars She wants some Nobu, money tight, bitch it's Raising Canes Serving smackdowns, All Elite, like the Daily's Place I smoked an eighth of an eighth, it got me feeling wavy I keep a Glock by my cock, in case the opps feel crazy I'm out in Palisades, but I can't give too much away I'm worth what my momma pray Make it for my momma's sake Drake, how I make the paper ándale Pardon me, for my ratchetness, I swing the hatchet and kill all you fakes Bitchy rappers make me want to ovulate And I mean honestly Partially high maintenance, like a concubine Straight from Da Pool with it, huh, lifeguard my guys