Memo54

My gut gotta instinct on it
Wood go dumb Ima make her plank on it
Just got paid go Insync on it (Just got paid, Just got paid)
Feel so good (Feel so good), she don't even gotta think on it
Exhale like one eye closed (coolin)
Sniper on the roof gone lay down post (shootin)
Still couldn't beat a nigga down in the eight ounce gloves (baited)
That's shit we already know
That shit we already know
I don't got time for no hoes
I spend my life on the go
Moncler at 13 years old almost got robbed for my coat
Remember when I had no home
I spent my life on the road
You live your life on the ropes
I grab the neck n then choke
I tried to vibe witcha soul
You tried to make it a joke
I am no average Joe
You should not poke at the goat
Nights where I strattled the coast
You was home making a post
Doing the most
I'm writing lyrics to quote
N You look for lyrics to quote (Now im thinking)
How you Poppin on the gram got 3rd Eye closed (Now im jaded)
A Nigga skin bronze and the hair like wool (shaded)
Still couldn't beat a nigga down in the eight ounce gloves(A Nigga) (baited)
That's shit we already know
That shit we already
Bright lights like a LED
Clear shot like its HD
Nice titties w/ the icing on em
Shoot that w/ the 7D
Film shit w/ 7D
Never would've pulled a KD
He’s in Far Rock if ya lookin for em
Sport the universe like a uni
You'd a never guessed it if you knew me
You ain't know if you new
You on't know if you knew me
She could suck it outta 2D
I'm just saying I was thinking Bruce Wayne
You was thinking George clooney
I'm just saying I was thinking space jam
You was thinking I was looney
N you was thinking you could fool me
N you was thinking you could doop me, stoop me
To a level below me then hold me
Accountable for it
I just spent like a hour recording
Then copped kufi
Shot a movie
N watched a movie (shit)
You knew me for it
I drip sauce n I did it so coolly
You would swear it's imported
The same way you would swear it's important (I know)

Motown swing
That h-town slur (slur, slur, slur)
Bring ya umbrella I left mine in the burbs (burbs, burbs, burbs)
It don't even matter man a chick gone chirp (chirp, chirp)
Only thing higher than myself is the word (word, word, word)
Stand up nigga Don't cut no turns (turn, turn, turns)
LA lanes gon hug those curbs (curbs, curbs)
You know Steph that mix gon stir (stir, stir, stir)
You place bets our shit gone churn (its gone churn, churn)