Mihara Yasuhiro

[Intro]
Yeah
Key
Uh-huh, yeah
Yeah, what that boy say?
Key (Four3va)
Yeah

[Chorus]
Flashlight on my glizzock
I'm fresh as I'll get out
Knew the jeans gon' hold this pistol perfectly, bet it won't stick out
Go Mihara Puma collab, I'm givin' the swag for niggas to switch out
And my daddy want me to chill out, money come fast, it's hard to sit down
It be hard to see when I'm shinin', get down
Say a prayer 'fore we slide 'cause we might kill, amen
Spinnin' back for a thrill, 8:10
My bitch spoiled milk, main tramp
If I go broke at the nighttime, I'm back rich in the a.m
I cut niggas off at the right time, I'm rich, now no more fake friends

[Verse]
Ain't no cuttin' corners with demons, boy, you gotta face 'em
Five deep in that box, me and Jay Man need our props, it was hard not to chase 'em
Had to grow up, get out my ways, straighten my face and chase this paper
Stay out the streets, these boys get laced and faced and smoked, no one gon' save you
She fuck once, say, "Bye-bye, baby"
I cuff hoes, no, I don't chase 'em
Turn shit up, for real, no fakin', I'm just a boss, this how they raised me
Old-ass rappin' nigga dried up, stealin' sauce, call him a raisin
Niggas tryna swag like Key, that shit ain't me, that shit fugazi

[Chorus]
Flashlight on my glizzock
I'm fresh as I'll get out
Knew the jeans gon' hold this pistol perfectly, bet it won't stick out
Go Mihara Puma collab, I'm givin' the swag for niggas to switch out
And my daddy want me to chill out, money come fast, it's hard to sit down
It be hard to see when I'm shinin', get down
Say a prayer 'fore we slide 'cause we might kill, amen
Spinnin' back for a thrill, 8:10
My bitch spoiled milk, main tramp
If I go broke at the nighttime, I'm back rich in the a.m
I cut niggas off at the right time, I'm rich, now no more fake friends