20/20

Hey shoutout Steven
Shoutout Zak
Atta Boy

20/20 like the vision
You was wishin'
I was hittin' like a bet
I was swinging for the fence
Whipping and I was just driving Miss Daisy
It’s crazy that all these chicks was just dissing me now they just all wanna pic with me
History, I don’t care about the mystery
Victory, fuckin on bitches is this a Scott Disick dream?

Smoking on super green like it was Piccolo
Indigo the color of my Gucci coat
Phone blowing from this loud dumb groupie hoe
Met her at the show
Hit it once then I sent her home
Leave the boy alone
I'm just fine on my own
Then I’m back on the road
Because the people want more
Stacking this dough

I’m about to blow up
People in the crowd just go nuts
Riding and I’m sittin' two door whippin' donuts
He keep sippin' on dirty fountain drinks always need to pour up
She was iffy at best talking about a glow up

The situation getting a little sticky when my heads up in the sky as a youngin' I was shy but some people need to hold the glizzy
I was in a busy city where it’s always windy
Talking but you’ll never get here wishing I see 50

Hesitation when I shake and bake
Steer clear from the fake
Ignite the lighter hit the swish
Making me elevate
Smoking with ya bitch
She a dime
Pass her off to the clique
Jason Kidd
Racing windows tinted in the KITT
Some say the boy is legit
Chet Ubetcha this a mufuckin hit