IKEA

[Intro]
Aye (x4)
I’m out —
Aye (x4)
I'm outstanding
Wake up
Aye (x3)

[Verse: NASAAN & B Free]
I'm outstanding
VS stone, pearls singing, got my mouth dancing
Wake up, she pray to me, this bitch sun tanning (aye)
Hollow tips inside my Glock, I don't talk or panic
Three shots, get the block hot, NBA Jammin
Aye, quarterback Free, Tom Brady, Paton Manning
I can see her — poking out the pink panties
The way she shaking it, I know she came to do damage, on God
They charged up but don't want static
Aye, nigga play the family have him dapping up my daddy
Aye, diamonds moon walking like they sister named Janet
Got these hoes want a candid
Hey smile, this a photo
Aye, I just stuffed...sevеn, eight hoes in a four door
Porsche is in thе front but the engine playing polo
Aye, lying to the bitch bout where I live I tell her Soho
My ex drove a Volvo, my next drive a Lambo
I'm switching up my cash flow
They kicking in the back door
The feds did a sweep, god damn we lost the bando
Keep a couple *bird call* in my bag like I was Banjo
Aye, keep a couple *grrt* in my Glock like I'm Rambo
Hit that nigga hoe and he know, he still a fan though
Aye, how the fuck this nigga go broke playing Fan Duel, fuck!
It's time to cash him out
Amiri jeans, Louie V tee's the new hand me downs
I've been rapping back when it was cool to smoke black and milds
Aye, I've been rapping years I'm up now, bitch I'm taxing now
Aye, bout to cop whips at seven mile then pass them out
Look, I just slapped hands with a fan he started passing out
Aye, I just had a hoe from high school try to flash me down
Aye, I just saw my bitch from high school working at IKEA

[Outro]
No cap!
She really — she, I saw her there
Selling them motherfucking meatball sandwiches and shit