Fate (feat. Swae Lee)

(Ear Drummers)

Pretty baby, I won't lie

I can get it right, one try

Roll this up and let's skydive

I hope you not afraid of heights

(Mike Will Made-It)

'Cause I'm just the truth

Rolling like a fool

What have I gotten myself into?

Hurry up and choose

I'm in sky, I'm in chill

With this ice in my ears

I walk to a boat out of LIV

We shut down apartments with shields

I jump off a jet to a buildin'

I take care of everybody billings

I wish they can stop with the killin'

I bought you the ring, but I ain't kneelin'

Ain't tellin' my business to Wendy Williams

They take this shit out on these sittin' children

Somebody else die when you sittin' chillin'

In the prison eatin' bread and chili

You get killed when you bright livin'

You ready to cap peelin'

Hardbody if shit get real, ayy

I can crack a seal, ayy

Yeah, take a bite out the Ritalin

All these VVS

Now she swallow me down like a pill, yeah, yeah

Foolery, water, high in the sky, that's a nosebleed

Hide the Rollies and Pateks, don't post these

Stack that chip tall as ladders and palm trees, yeah

Started off with a lil' ranch, now I got a lot of blue cheese

I just had a deal 20 mil', she know not to start with me

I let the window down partially

Park the Rolls Royce, had to dodge at least

Gotta put half on a car at least

Hollywood bitch, I'm a star at least

I keep the Jeep extra large, she promise me a Nicki ménage

Keep the Dodge Jeep out the garage

Keep the black Jeep out the garage

20 new jeans, Saint Laurent

My private jet don't get rust

Peanut butter and jelly the guts

I pour a 4 up of Tussin, ooh

Pretty baby, I won't lie

I can get it right, one try

Roll this up and let's skydive

I hope you're not afraid of heights

'Cause I'm just the truth

Rolling like a fool

What have I gotten myself into?

Hurry up and choose

Mafia, run it up, run a couple milli' from ya clientele

Yeah, Alka-seltzer plus, serve it to the J's on Conley

Yeah, I'll be glad when a nigga approach me wantin' problems

Run it up, nigga chop him up

Put him in a grinder like a cow, yeah

Outside with the dealers, in the projects

I'm from where the dope fiends shoot the powder heads

I'm in Saks with a half a mil', get my sack on

Cha-cha, got extreme moves for a redbone, yeah

Pussy pink like a pig, beat it 'til it's red, oh

Halftime, spent six dimes on red, oh

Figure four, still givin' head, oh

Spend a 100 thou' on a diamond for the dead

I'm in sky, I'm in chill

With this ice in my ears

I walk to a boat out of LIV

We shut down apartments with shields

I jump off a jet to a buildin'

I take care of everybody billings

I wish they can stop with the killin'

I bought you the ring, but I ain't kneelin'

Ain't tellin' my business to Wendy Williams

They take this shit out on these sittin' children

Somebody else die when you sittin' chillin'

In the prison eatin' bread and chili

You get killed when you bright livin'

You ready to cap peelin'

Hardbody if shit get real, ayy

I can crack a seal, ayy

'Cause I'm just the truth

Rolling like a fool

What have I got myself into?

Hurry up and choose

She ain't over me, yeah

She ain't over, f-fuck fuck it

I ain't over her just yet, I ain't over

I'll be on my way for sunset

Cancel the party, baby, I'm a wreck

I'm a wreck

I'll be on my way