Butterfly

Yeah, had to get my guap up, yeah

Higher than your altitude (yo, Pi'erre, yo, Pi'erre)

Nigga with an attitude

Young nigga got booked like room

We was in the hood last summer

I'm on the block with my bros

Block too hot, we go home

Yeah, my VV's, they froze

Icebox, that's home

If a nigga hate he broke, hey, he ain't got no dough

I rock Sossboy, no Chrome, hey, purple hearts, no Chrome

But my ring, yeah, it's Chrome Heart, and Rolling Stone, hey

And diamonds stone, hey, it keep me frozen (yo, Pi'erre, yo, Pi'erre)

Smoking on purple with my gold Rollie

Smoking on purple, rest in peace Kobe

For real, them niggas can't fuck with me, they lie

Make 'em all pay just like they tithes

I got the bank, no credit line

Run through her mind, no finish line

I got my Rollie, can't waste my time

I'm gon' tax, but it's fine

I got racks, I got mines

Diamonds flash, diamonds shine

Make her thirsty, lemon-lime

When I'm inside, I don't come outside (yo, Pi'erre)

When I'm inside, give her butterflies (yo, Pi'erre)

Yeah, she love when I'm inside

Yeah, she love when I'm inside

Give her butterflies inside

Yeah, she love when I'm inside

I ran it up like a scratch-off

You niggas scared with the mask off

Five times, yeah, like the Candyman

Rasta nigga like Beenie Man

These niggas really look up to me

So you will always be under me

I got the buzz like a bumblebee

I'm from the hood where the jungle be

These niggas mad 'cause I'm up now

Fucking with me, it's two dubs now (yo, Pi'erre, yo, Pi'erre)

Used to play Midnight Club: DUB Edition

Want a new car, no key in the ignition

I just be chilling, my chain be chilling

Like George Foreman, these niggas be grilling

When you get money, it hit the ceiling

My nigga Green Goblin, super villain

Trapping my beats, I got rhythm

Nigga want beef, but he chicken

Used to work at Zaxby's, stack my chicken

Travis Porter, yeah, I'm different

Black boy, white boy, we the same

I rock Sossboy with my gang

Used to buy my weed from James

That shit high, but it was flame

For real, them niggas can't fuck with me, they lie

Make 'em all pay just like they tithes (yo, Pi'erre, yo, Pi'erre)

I got the bank, no credit line

Run through her mind, no finish line

I got my Rollie, can't waste my time

I'm gon' tax, but it's fine

I got racks, I got mines

Diamonds flash, diamonds shine

Make her thirsty, lemon-lime

When I'm inside, I don't come outside

When I'm inside, give her butterflies

Yeah, she love when I'm inside

Yeah, she love when I'm inside

Give her butterflies inside

Yeah, she love when I'm inside

I'm still motherfucking falling, man

I can't get the fuck up

You understand what I'm saying?

I don't understand what to do