Never Landing

[Intro]
(Maer got the beat goin' so crazy)

[Chorus: Wee2Hard]
Next nigga pull a stunt, we gon' make him famous, put a fuck boy on TV
I sat backseat with the demons, hard to curve with all the hustlers
If he a snake, no, I can't trust, give bro the green light, he gon' bust him
He a ho, we be extortin' him

[Post-Chorus: Raq Baby]
I ain't goin' for nothin', keep this bitch next to me, why the fuck would I run?
If it gotta go down, I'ma go out blowin', you'll never catch me with no gun
She wanna fuck, I'm already knowin', bitch, I could tell 'cause I'm the one
Tender dick 'bout a bitch, he wanna know if I fucked, won't tell him nothin'

[Verse 1: Wee2Hard]
Kidnap a nigga, chaperone a home, put this chrome to his head
Ayy, where that cash at? I been prayin' to cut, I'm tryna strike big
Brand-new AMG Benz, bro got one too, we both turnt
Made 100K off a flip phone, sellin' pounds made me a B
Just in case you think I'm slippin', got that glizzy in my reach
Big body Benz, beep, beep, beep, watch how Whichkey comin' through
Real player, P card up, jit my bitches by the two's
Kill my opps by the threes, you know death come in threes

[Chorus: Wee2Hard]
Next nigga pull a stunt, we gon' make him famous, put a fuck boy on TV
I sat backseat with the demons, hard to curve with all the hustlers
If he a snake, no, I can't trust, give bro the green light, he gon' bust him
He a ho, we be extortin' him

[Post-Chorus: Raq Baby]
I ain't goin' for nothin', keep this bitch next to me, why the fuck would I run?
If it gotta go down, I'ma go out blowin', you'll never catch me with no gun
She wanna fuck, I'm already knowin', bitch, I could tell 'cause I'm the one
Tender dick 'bout a bitch, he wanna know if I fucked, won't tell him nothin'

[Verse 2: Raq Baby]
We ain't tryna buy or sell no gun, bitch, we got hella on
Window drop, face shot, chase him, hella fun
57, walk around with a big-ass blick, this a omega gun
Try this shit while we performin', we made everybody at Coachella run
I never nutted in none of these lil' bitches but I got hella sons
No, I can't go home with none of these lil' bitches, but I'ma fuck every one
Too many hoes, it's overwhelming me, thinkin' 'bout sellin' one
Bro 'nem across the country, waitin' for a pack, think about mailin' one

[Chorus: Wee2Hard]
Next nigga pull a stunt, we gon' make him famous, put a fuck boy on TV
I sat backseat with the demons, hard to curve with all the hustlers
If he a snake, no, I can't trust, give bro the green light, he gon' bust him
He a ho, we be extortin' him

[Post-Chorus: Raq Baby]
I ain't goin' for nothin', keep this bitch next to me, why the fuck would I run?
If it gotta go down, I'ma go out blowin', you'll never catch me with no gun
She wanna fuck, I'm already knowin', bitch, I could tell 'cause I'm the one
Tender dick 'bout a bitch, he wanna know if I fucked, won't tell him nothin'