Sage Mode

[Verse]
Roadrunner, I'm getting my yards
Whole summer Been grinding out hard
Gold Hummer right next to the Porsche
Yellow shield encasing the Horse
Poured 4s and now you Hoarse
I stroke that bitch of course
The strokes I use are coarse
I want the Super Sport
Kurt Cobain my doors
Summer Rae my whores
Your bitch pussy my pores
So much I'm thankful for
Gotta thank the Lord
This ho talk fast she beating the motor
She jacking my shit, checking if I'm loaded
I'm ready to dip I heard that spot is open
You fucked up your connection eroded
And it's not my fault that you lacking the focus
Dont think too hard, gotta be in the moment
You can see in my face I be ready to own shit
Your homies all locked we can see you the culprit
Going Sage Mode, burn the beat, toad piss
Super Saiyan golds, break planets to bits
Niggas hopin on waves hoes hop on my dick