islands

[Intro]
Why do you keep saying you're ready to die?

[Verse 1: Buffetboyjohn]
Niggas just talkin' they just want to chat
When I catch him in person he throwin' up flat
[?] to that we go flat
Shout out my lil' nigga Koe in the chat
Bang, bang, undercover on my ass
Niggas ain't—, niggas ain't have it like that
Flex five bands 'cause I have it like that
Boy I'm still rockin' shit that you ain't never had
Niggas want be what I'm on
Butterfly doors, I'm noddin' on V-lone
High as the—, high as the fuck I really just be stoned
That nigga don't ball, he really just a cone
Way I be shootin' fuckin' up my arm
Niggas can't guard up on me playin' zone
Tae fat as fuck, that nigga got some rolls
Fat nigga broke, he askin' for a loan (Nigga fuck Tae)

[Verse 2: Tracy Margiela]
Nigga tryna ball like Kobe
I got swag, bitch what you want?
YSL the Saint Laurent
Baby, chill don't hit my phone
I-I nod off say blatt
ARP that big old scat
GLE that bitch go skrtt
I can't lie, I can't flirt
Baddest lil' bitch, yeah, she want to flirt
High as the fuck, big I'm off a perc
[?] all on my shirt
I'm too geeked [?]
I'm too geeked [?]
Pull up, what's the word?
[?]
Bitch, I put in work

[Verse 3: saucekill]
I-I'm tryna fly to the islands
Can't be my bitch, my ho be wildin'
Brand new Vet', I'm stylin'
Last pick, I'm on perfect timin'
I text my other ho, that bitch be cryin'
Said I ain't fuck with that bitch, I be lyin'
I'm off a perc 15, I'm flyin'
Mixin' codiene with the Sprite like it's science
I'm tryna run through this bitch like a lineman
Bad bitch from UK, stay with the Sidemen
I'm up at S.U., but I ain't doin' assignments
Only put bread in the bank, no I can't do no minus
[?]
Can't fuck with no outdoor ball, my bitch the finest
Niggas be hatin', how you ride dick with no license?
KK blowin' shit up like it's Isis (Why do you keep saying you're ready to die?)