1] Hit Indonesia, tell me how you feel, we got hella chill Alcohol was the thrill, hella ginger ale I'm too on point, no need to point 'em out or pin the The vegetari easy, no Benadryl huh? What? Where did this nigga come from? He speak his with so many layers, he must be onion I am peeling back all these roots, the Is that you're less appealing you get to peeling back all these troops That's a lot, still in the back of coupes peeling caps in the streets But just poppin' wheelies, not bulletproof This helium, I'm straight past ceiling like fuck the roof And I'm healin' 'em, penicillin out the syringe Sealin' the joint with lemon And jasmine blends the and groom Seal territory in these waters, fuck a Klum Fuck a tidy room, it's dirty in streets Out my window, I can see it, nigga, searching for
Out my window I can see my people's Never tears, though, they in with the rain Shit is gettin' old, grindin' for the gold Ain't really no goal, he just for the hoes And she pass out, she just get chose All I brought was ginger ale for when it throws
2] Look at my city and tell me that look pretty The south side is a blemish, like country breakfast, it's gritty People movin' purpose, the petty only get pity Peep the of the purchase, I'm barely pushin' them pennies I've been doin' it for free, my nigga, shouts your card I'm just out tryna free my niggas the shit is gettin' old and they comin' for your gold Thick socks for your sole, I would never wish you Shoulder gettin' cold like the winter when it So I'm here for your tears, I forever you rain