Astro, yeah
Sun is down, freezin' cold
That's how we already
know winter's here
My dawg would prolly do it
for a Louis belt
That's just all he know
he don't know nothin' else
I tried to show 'em, yeah
I tried to show 'em, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gone on you with
the pick and roll
Young LaFlame
he in sicko mode
Woo, made this here with
all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside
when they pull up
they get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys,
that's Nike boys, hoppin'
out coupes. This s**t way
too big when we pull up
give me the loot
Was off the Remy
He had a Papoose
Had to hit my old town
to duck the news
Two-four hour lockdown,
we made no moves. Now
it's 4AM and I'm back up
poppin' with the crew
I just landed in
Chase B mixes pop like
Jamba Juice. Different
colored chains, think my
jeweler really sellin' fruits
And they chokin' man
know the crackers wish it
was a noose
someone said
someone said
This s**t way too formal
Y'all know I don't
follow suit
Stacey Dash, most of
these girls ain't got a clue
All of these hoes I made
off records I produce
I might take all my exes
and put 'em all in a group
Hit my eses,
I need the booch
'Bout to turn this function
to Bonnaroo. Told her
"hop in, you comin' too"
In the 305, b***hes treat
me like I'm Uncle Luke
Had to slop the top off
It's just a roof
She said "where we goin"
and I said "the moon"
We ain't even make it
to the room
She thought it was the
ocean
and it's just the pool
Now I got her open,
and it's just the Goose
Who put this s**t together?
I'm the glue
Shorty Face timed me out
the blue. Someone said.
Someone said,
m*******k
Someone said
Yeah. Astro
Yeah, yeah. Tay Keith,
f**k these n****s up
She's in love with
who I am
Back in high school,
I used to bus it to the
dance. Now I hit the FBO
with duffles in my hands
I did half a Xan
Thirteen hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light,
ayy yeah
Like a light, ayy yeah
Like a light, ayy
Slept through the flight,
ayy
Knocked for the night, ayy
767, man
This s**t got double
bedroom, man. I still got
scores to settle, man
I crept down the block
Made a right
Cut the lights
paid the price
N****s think it's sweet
It's on sight
Nothin' nice.
Baguettes in my ice.
Jesus Christ,
checks over stripes
That's what I like
That's what we like
Lost my respect
You not a threat
When I shoot my shot,
that s**t wetty like I'm
Sheck
See the shots that I took
Wet like I'm Book
Wet like I'm Lindsey
I be spending Folie's
Circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy
Like where is he
No one seen him
I'm tryna clean 'em
She's in love
with who I am
Back in high school,
I used to bus it
to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with
duffles in my hands
I did half a Xan
Thirteen hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light,
Like a light, like a light,
like a light
like a light, like a light
llke a light
Yeah, pass the dawgs
in celly. Sendin' texts,
ain't sendin' kites, yeah
He said "keep that on
lock" I said "you know this
s**t, its ife, y ah
It's absolute
I'm back reboot
LaFerrari to Jamba Juice
We back on the road
They jumpin' off,
no parachute, yeah
Shawty in the back
She said she workin' on
her glutes, yeah
Ain't by the book, yeah
This how it look, yeah
'Bout a check, yeah
Just check the foots, yeah
Passes to my daughter
I'ma show her what it took
Baby mama cover Forbes
Got these other b***hes
shook, yeah