Light Years

They give her bread, I give her head

I'm light years ahead, gone

I know she gon' hold the gun for me

Hold it down in court, and hold her tongue for me

She swallow all my kids, then pop a gun for me

Makes some runs for me, all the way cross country

She love me, she even rep the blood for my set

I said the plug trippin'

She gon' pull the plug for me, I love it

And all she know is Young Money

Her ex is always trippin', nigga is too clumsy

Make up on the pillow, make me wanna kill her

But she naked in the villa, taking E I call it Sheila

I took half of a half, she took 3 like Reggie Miller

I just feel her like chinchilla, had to kill her Bryson Tiller

I know they gon' play this over

Wrinkles on my shoulder

My face all in the chocha, for my bae go South Dakota

But my bae go even lower

On that roller coaster

She just wanna Tesla roadster, I'ma get her somethin' slower

Bet a Bently Truck to show her, tinted up to hide her ass

Who in that Wraith behind her ass, you ain't even got to ask

She ain't even gotta dance, thinkin' boutta a wider ass

And she already gotta' an ass, leave it in the doctor hands

Other niggas, not a chance, she already gotta dare

When I be in and out your ass, baby you sound like jazz

You ask me can your partner crash, you ain't even gotta ask

I'm breaking out the powder bags, turn into Iron Man

What happens in this house stays in this house

Don't worry 'bout that

If what happens in this house gets out

Go check your girl 'bout that

I'm 'bout to put you in my will, where my attorney at

I ain't the type to turn my back, got every type of Percocet

I'm working with the perfect bitch, her body like 187

Then we come together, then we come together

Rainy weather, ain't in heaven

Ain't no telling what I think, I think I'm ready

My lil married homie Terry talking 'bout a gangster wedding

Oh my god

I know she gon' hold the gun for me

Hold it down in court, and hold her tongue for me

She swallow all my kids, then pop a gun for me

Makes some runs for me, all the way cross country

She love me, even rep the blood for my set

I said the plug trippin'

She gon' pull the plug for me, I love it

And all she know is Young Money

Her ex is always trippin', nigga is too clumsy

Goddamn

He give her bread, I give her head, I'm light years ahead, pyoom

He give her bread, I give her head, I'm light years ahead, pyoom

He give her bread, I give her head, I'm light years ahead, gone

He give her bread, I give her head, I'm light years ahead, gone

She lie in the bed, I lie in the bed, the shower instead, yeah

We got out of the shower, got back to the bed

That's flowers in bed, that's magic

She lie in the bed, then cry in the bed, I lie on her leg, damn

See they give her bread, I give her head, I'm light years ahead, pyoom

I know she gon' hold a gun for me

Always down in court and hold her tongue for me

She swallow all my kids and pop her gun for me

Make some runs for me, all the way across country

She love me, yeah

Even wrap the blunt for me

She gon' pull the gun for me

All she know is Young Money

Ex is always trippin' niggas too clumsy, Goddamn

They give her bread, I give her head

I'm light years ahead, gone

My favorite person to debate sports with is, um, Skip Bayless off top

Like Skip Bayless, that's just the homie, you know what I mean

Like when I say the homie, I mean, like when you goin' to Skip Bayless

When I go to the Skip Bayless show, there's always more conversation off camera

And its always like he can't wait for them to say 3,2,1 and we off

For him to engage in a, um, more whatever, realer conversation

I don't know if real is the right word, a more real conversation

Just things like that, so you know

My favorite person to debate sports with Skip Bayless

I do have a second favorite as well, if it's not even a second favorite

But another favorite person I love to debate sports with: Max Kellerman

That's my dude

Love to debate sports with Max Kellerman, that's my slime

And every time I go on his show, he always got a verse for me

You know what I mean, that's the homie

I'ma be alright