1] Hit this Indonesia, tell me how you feel, we got hella never was the thrill, hella ginger ale I'm too on point, no need to 'em out or pin the tail The breath easy, no Benadryl huh? What? Where did this nigga come from? He speak his spoke with so many layers, he must be I am peeling back all these roots, the Is that you're less appealing once you get to peeling all these troops That's a lot, still in the back of coupes They caps in the streets But shorty poppin' wheelies, not bulletproof This helium, I'm straight past your ceiling like fuck the And I'm healin' 'em, straight penicillin out the the joint with lemon kush And blends the bride and groom territory in these waters, fuck a Heidi Klum Fuck a tidy room, dirty in these 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, niggas grindin' for the really no goal, he just shinin' for the hoes And she pass out, she just tryna get All I ever brought was ginger ale for it throws
2] Look at my city and tell me that shit pretty The side is like a blemish, like country breakfast, it's gritty movin' with purpose, the petty only get pity Peep the proof of the purchase, I'm barely them pennies I've been doin' it for free, my nigga, shouts your card I'm just out here tryna my niggas Cause the shit is gettin' old and comin' for your gold Thick socks for your sole, I never wish you pain Shoulder gettin' cold the winter when it snows So I'm here for your tears, I forever wish you