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[Verse 1]
Hold up you speaking on what you don’t know (what)
You breakin’ the code (yeah)
I was talking Bape in ’04 (on God)
Just thought you should know (know)
I’m in the field when I touch down, yeah
I’m feeling like Bo (alright)
Wit the girl you say is your girl, she call you her bro (sorry)
Cash on me, Imma money dance
Just chillin’ like bruh man
Had a show, got paid for it
Spent that on Cambodian
Medallion like Jackie Chan
Shine bright I need ray bans (yeah)
Monday through Monday I live like The Weeknd

[Intermission]
I don’t know why he doesn’t smoke
I try to get him, he has cocaine songs… and he can’t hit a fuckin’ blunt
Well he has “a” cocaine song
MULTIPLE

[Verse 1]
Here, grab this rope
Hang yaself if I ain’t dope yet
Loc set, Tookie quotes sitting in my notepad
Quote that, I’m on Rosecrans bumpin’ Outkast
At last, people see I’m doper than a meth lab
Talk and you talk I don’t hear what you say (na)
You ain’t that real man you PG13 (yeah)
Look at the fit look at my lane
Her Favorite Color, might be my name
All this palace on I am the queen
Iller then ‘em all, it’s in my jeans
Blowing kisses, she gone catch ‘em like Beckham
I don’t even really know what that mean

[Chorus]
Peep the chain (peep the chain), peep the wrist (and peep the wrist)
I ain’t change (I ain’t change), I ain’t switch (no I ain’t switch)
It’s just time to treat myself in this bitch (in this bitch)
It’s just time to treat myself in this bitch (in this bitch)
Peep the rangs (peep the rangs), peep my chick (and peep my chick)
I ain’t change (I ain’t change), I ain’t switch (no I ain’t switch)
It’s just time to treat myself in this bitch (in this bitch)
It’s just time to treat myself in this bitch (in this bitch)

[Verse 2]
All this swag talk
Might just go pop (pop, pop)
Like Redenbach
Ball hard like a handsome jock (that’s gay)
Shit pause
Third eye looking through that ACOG
Might take a shot
If I miss you must be blind like (like who?)
Ray Charles
Nudie jeans cost hundred 50 (5 dollars), 5 dollars
Coulda spent that on some school stuff but, I dropped out (failure)
Grew up a fucking screw up (so screwed up) now I’m screwed down (yeah)
New watch cost too much, but I know the time (at least you know it)
Hey, watch my feet, this the cwalk (hey, hey)
Walking on these waves like I’m Jesus (yessir, yessir)
Go hard or stay in the crib though
This fuckin’ risky like nymphos
I’m back at it like limbo (yeah)
I got ideas, I got info
These niggas ain’t bout what they bout but it’s so fun to pretend doe (yeah)
All a nigga do is win doe, like curtains that need closed (get it?)
Hands up like I’m a threat
Hands up like teachers pets (yeah)
Shooters wit me like Boba Fett (bang)
What the fuck am I getting at?

[Chorus]
Peep the chain (peep the chain), peep the wrist (and peep the wrist)
I ain’t change (I ain’t change), I ain’t switch (no I ain’t switch)
It’s just time to treat myself in this bitch (in this bitch)
It’s just time to treat myself in this bitch (in this bitch)
Peep the rangs (peep the rangs), peep my chick (and peep my chick)
I ain’t change (I ain’t change), I ain’t switch (no I ain’t switch)
It’s just time to treat myself in this bitch (in this bitch)
It’s just time to treat myself in this bitch (in this bitch)