(Intro)
Yeah, Shawn Chrys, biatch
Hahaha, already kn' this shit

(Verse)
I been smokin' all day, nigga still ain't high
They talk shit and nigga still ain't try
And I told the reaper that I still ain't die
I'm livin' life 4-10, why you, why you pussy niggas still ain't five?
I ride back like a nigga left his phone charger
Got 50 on the Nicks, not the Square Garden
Got me worried bout who playn, 's how the game played
B or Jeans in the wash like the Way Way bullshit
Ain't payn, 's why yo baby momma missin' work
She threw a ? (ballet?!) she was diggin' work
Have a bitch losin' her religion for a finny purse
Backstage, rear room, lookin' like it's cascade
Real niggas march, pussy niggas love to side sit
Yeah, I hear you talkin', but I'm hearin' what the cat say
And I'm livin' every 24 like it's my last day
Sittin' in the couch, blue Hondas in the ?
Nigga, is you that same shit like Michael Jacksay
Cocaine, hammer bitch livin' with a fat face
Fell asleep all in that pussy, wake up like a newborn
They say that you on, okey, clicka bottle bottle anyway
Blow and my fingernails full of weed, fuck a pre-roll
A full throttle, have the gloves and the goggles
But I'm still 15 from the base, like a free throw
All swish, no shack boy, neva miss
All's white, lookin' fresher than a peppermint
I got a lawyer, but that nigga neva settle shit
Tip-toed out and the nigga neva met his sis
Niggas hungry shit same niggas that ain't neva eat
Time for gettin' high like every nigga is irrelevant
Got my bitch some heels, price tag, lights everywhere'
Scatter red ball with my bubby that's my preference
Ya eva feel that it was your time?!
And had a kid with my initials, said like oh nah
I'm at the red light, screamin' out 'it's go time!'
15 racks before I say it's show time
Woah, skinny black nigga, car yellow
Just had me feelin' like a marshmallow
Weed sellin' like a for-settle(?)
La la on my tongue like I'm goin' mellow
Ok, boy, hold up!
You know what? You showed up, you fucked up
You blow up, you get rich, you don't come
And show us, you know us, ah, awe
In 27 years, I ain't gave 4 fucks
I parked outside, got the hoes see me show up
Pussy nigga, quit cryin', it's a dough up
I'm passin' out every time a nigga pour up
Only pull up in a Lotus cuz the white people know us
They only know us cuz my flow fuckin' throw up
Mashed it, tattered up like a stone front
That bitch fangora(?), my bitch gorgeous
And all I got 's a mixtape and a tour-bus
Show me love! Yeah, shit
Grindin, grindin, Shawn Chrys, bitch