​up north

[Chorus]
(JabariOnTheBeat)
You don't wanna play the field
Black Lambo but the seats is teal
Please don't touch the chain, it's real
Bad bitch out of Israel
Guys, anyone know who might put this around here?
I'm sure there's some life, life
Okay

[Verse]
You already know who it is ('Ready know who it is)
Jabari on the joint, you know I'm meant to kill this shit (Shit, yeah)
It's a six-side thing you would never get
Like city fried chicken, it's allowin' me to crisp (Crisp)
Gang shit, I'm the spitting image you don't wanna be
And I can't wear my 'LONE 'cause I got blood all on the V (V, V, V)
Family mean a lot when you growin' up in the East
Yeah, we tryna fuck but I got Yu-Gi-Oh! in my jeans (Gi-Oh! in my jeans)
How you copping shit when you ain't got no buttoned shirt? (No)
I know way too many people tryna play their part (Tryna play their p—)
Ton of downtime, everyone done fall apart
When I pop the charts, said they busy poppin' bars (Poppin' Xan)
Boys up on my head and pointy peaks, I feel like Bart
I load up that beat and then I eat it like a cart (Like a yum)
Why you gassin' artist? And they drop shit like a fart
Guess we gotta hope and think they someone that they aren't, yeah
I was home alone and smoking blunts out in the yard (Okay)
Jay had called me up but I had left my phone on charge
Industry is different, should've known it from the start (From the start)
People I had known done turned to shit and grew apart
And it's all good, yeah, it's all good
I'm complacent (It's all good)
All green in a dry leaf, had to face it
Blunt ash on my phone screen when I'm textin' (When I'm)
Too drunk and sippin' codeine when I'm messaging (When-when-when—)
And I came through and they press me in advance
Don't make me come and teach you another lesson (Don't fucking make)
Big cup with a big blunt when I'm stressin'
Too shy and I'm too high for attention (Yeah, I'm too high)
​iPhone with a hundred hoes in my mention
I don't give a single one the attention (Fuckin' thot)
Rose gold to my elbows, what a blessin'
Six sides, see the skydome when I'm resting (Foreign sheet)

[Chorus]
I've known you
You don't wanna play the field (You don't wanna play)
Black Lambo but the seat is teal (Yeah)
Please don't touch the chain, it's real (Please don't touch the chain)
Bad bitch out of Israel (Huh)
Told me, "Eat it like a Happy Meal" (Told me eat it, eat it up)
Had me think she thought that love was real (Okay)
Then it's poof like I'm Copperfield, yeah (Okay)