What The Fuck Right Now

I hope you stacking

I hope you putting some money to the side

My nigga and paying yoor taxes

I hope you not incriminating you and your niggas on songs if youre trapping

I hope you dressing yourself and not following niggas opinions on fashion

I hope them cars that you driving aint rented just to get some comments on Instagram

Oh shit they are, cause youre not the man

Low self esteem, hide it in lean

Zan every meal

You fucking weak

Robbing your plug?

You aint got no plan

But I'm not here to judge

Cause apparently you doing your thing

I know they see me

Pants got a flood lil bit katrina?

Oh you wearing vans and supreme this season?

Stop lying to yourself nigga me the reason

Right now?

A lil grovey with some nice sounds

This lil groupie want the pipe now

She eating coochie kinda dyke now

I got a new dirtbike wow

And it match the go kart go skert now

I really want a la ferarri

Can you lower the price down?

I'm not one

When it come to a vision they aint got one

Rolling a never gave me a cover

So I shot one

I aint do college I said fuck them lessons

I aint join no gang I said fuck them weapons

Grabbed keyboard

Clancy crossed my path

Cashed my first check and said fuck depression

Nigga what you stand for?

Everybody lean everybody gang tho

Nigga you a new slave I'm an old one

Thanks to ben yang still walking around with chains on

You aint seen no shit like mine

You aint seen no dick like mine

Dick head ima go nuts

Niggas told me to grow up

So I matured to a v10

I'm in a vancant lot doing donuts

There go my ego lego my eggo never sip syrup shout my nigga scooty

You dont want beef lettuce know

He can eat that bread cause he pushing that mayo, fuego

Respect when see him, boy last album was a musical museum

Something always lost with you niggas like liam neison

Boy you better run here I come

Snorting glitter portrait pictures

I dont run with many cause they walk is bitter

Niggas mad at t

Where the tall freckled white boys at?

Cause I dont fuck with niggas

They not my homies, they not my woodies

They not my team, they are bench warmers

I am a stormer, I am a trouper

I am a couper

But it lost its vaule as soon as I moved it

I run a business, I do not have time for niggas opinions

They fucking stupid, dont need, dont want em

I drop em they dead weight them niggas is useless

Neck: Heavy like some muthafucking bad news

Thanks to ben baller walking with a hunchback

Got a new white one, that I worked hard for

So the doors on my car doing jump jacks

My big bro frank porche

Lil bro taco gotta beemer

If you see em around me

They eatin we all good its like fema

But of course

I sit in room with a to do list

Proceed to do play acoustics

You, sit around and look at me feeling foolish rolling up and make excuses