[Intro]
Ayo Vani
Thought you would've noticed me, yeah
Yee
[Chorus]
Thought you would've noticed me
Like a mountain, it's hard to get over me
I'm totally over you, though, baby
Your gang keep eggin' you on live ovaries
You not where you supposed to be
They gassin' you up to your death bed
All this ice up on my neck like lil Leesta a meth head
But I've been smokin' weed
I pull it out and make her sing like Jodeci
My brothers spin like rotary
Pull up in a Demon, rockin' rosaries
That foreign four-door coupe, no Ford, I'm who you can't afford to be
[Verse]
I'm doper than a quarter key
Shе ate me like shе ordered me
I'm on my grind, ain't no way shorty bored of me
Like Tony Hawk, my brody chop your squad up
Double cup, triple cup, quad cup
Flipping Apple products, I hit Fuad up, them iPhones
Know I'm made for this shit, I can feel it all in my bones, my skin
I seen the water, dived in
I seen the water, jumped inside
I'm rocking water, dumpin' fye
She not my daughter, called me dad
I tried to tell her, I'm not that guy
Rockin' water but I'm not the harbor, I feel like Dr. Carter
Push a button, start the Charger
Drift around, I stop and start her
Mama said I'm famous now, can't believe you ain't around
Ran it up, got haters hatin', model hoes gettin' faded now
Draco got a magazine and it ain't talkin' no Fader now
Patek wetter than a swamp and I'm steppin' in alligators now
Mansion so big, I'm takin' the elevator down
Patek so bust, can't tell the time, that's why I'ma wait around
Patek bust, all my bitches bad as fuck
All my haters mad as fuck
Women tryna molest me but I can't get touched
They can't get me, and I keep them bands with me
Hop up in the stu', I'm droppin' bars like I keep Xans with me
Dracos came from Pakistan, got bitches from Iran with me
Oh, oh
Them Dracos came from Pakistan
Put some cheese on his head like a Packers fan
Dripped out on the daily like Dapper Dan
I was made for this shit, never had a plan
[Chorus]
Thought you would've noticed me
Like a mountain, it's hard to get over me
I'm totally over you, though, baby
Your gang keep eggin' you on live ovaries
You not where you supposed to be
They gassin' you up to your death bed
All this ice up on my neck like lil Leesta a meth head
But I've been smokin' weed
I pull it out and make her sing like Jodeci
My brothers spin like rotary
Pull up in a Demon, rockin' rosaries
That foreign four-door coupe, no Ford, I'm who you can't afford to be
Meth Head was written by Leesta.
Meth Head was produced by Vani & Harto Beats.