in my chillin
Eight-piece, with the grape drink
On the side it's fried hard
With the muthafuckin' fries, bitch
(Ayy, did the J-Kwon vocals come in yet
Bruh?)
JD, do you love Smi? Are you riding?
That Suzuki love, ain't doing no motorcycling
I'm like, "Hol' up, " need some roll-up
Like I'm Big Worm, pull up in the ice cream
Go to my ends, where it begins
Get a signal like the Wi-Fi
Get you logged in 'fore you slide in
I'm a fat kid, throw the cake and licky-lick
Off all the icing
Check out the chain, check out the chain
Diamonds very Venus VVS
This tennis necklace stank
And they dance like Tina Turner
Heard my name been ringin a bell
Made it sing like Patti LaBelle
Lose her voice like shawty Adele
She want that computer love, I said, "Bitch
Go get you a Dell"
I'm a mack, I'm a pro, in Wisconsin
I'm at the Dells
She feel like she Earnhardt, crashin' out
I'm feelin' like Dale
All we do is burn, spark
Conversations turn into dust, now we
(Hold on, hold on)
Trap Money Smino (Hello?)
I buy you Valentino
Pop you like some Pringles
Deeper than a sea, girl
Flew in like a seagull (Oh, ahh)
Once you get a Mike, can't never fuck a Tito
(Oh, ugh)
Do you love Smi? Is you riding?
Used to being alone, though
Can I borrow some timing?
Come and find me, northsiding
'Cause I move that 'caine like he Ron
No Isley no advisin', ain't no guidin'
Gotta get it, and it's only 'bout providing
(Northsidin')