Arcteryx
[Intro]
(Glory)
Yeah, yeah, oh
[Chorus]
Arc'teryx can save him from rain, but no, it can't save him bullets
I'm in L.A. doin' good, I'm in L.A. rollin' 'Woods
Bitch, I ain’t even on tour, I hop on these planes like a tourist
Smokin' this beat like a flourist, chopper push like Chuck Norris, damn
[Verse]
In a S-Class, no V-12, pussy, I wish you well
I catch a opp and inhale, we sendin' oppas to hell
Relocate choppers, don't come from the mail
Fuck a lil' dreidel, this more like a bell
I got your bitch in the weekend, a belle
Yeah, he a pussy, I know he gon' tell
She want a gram, so I sold her ass kale
I bought two pills and I smokе off your bail
Rip through his jacket, it's hittin' like hail, huh, damn
Don't play with me 'causе I really prevail
That nigga, he move like a snail
Cops on my ass, I think I got a tail
Catchin' these bullets, he feel like, "Uh-oh"
Fuck that lil' ho, ain't repeatin' myself
She don't know me, haven't seen what I dealt with
Talk on me, that's a death wish
Then they gon' put me on Netflix
Bitch, I already see it
Could've been broke, I really could be it
But fuck it, I'm in the future, like see-ya
Tried to knock me off my dreams, but I stood tall, I'ma ball
She ain't pick up no calls
Dirty cold nights, feelin' withdrawal
I dropped the percs, put a hole in my wall
Droppin' my pants, she want dick in the jaw
Say what I say 'cause I saw what I saw
I call a hit and I ain't callin' them off
I always want one of you niggas to draw
Why they try to come argue with me?
Like I don't make the racks every week
Way I'm smokin’, Uber call me tweak
Pop a pill, damn, I’m feelin’ weak
Shit, I wanna feel myself, damn
Sometimes I'm down, but I remember I'm still myself, damn
She wanna leave, she can leave, I don't bother
Too many hoes, I don't bother to call her
I boss on that bitch and Versace my collar
I see your ho, then a nigga might holler
But I see that bag, then a nigga gon' run
Started this rap shit just for fun
Then I went to L.A. now I feel like the one
I’ve been smokin' to much need a whole 'nother blunt when I'm done with another one
I told Uber, "Just let me record and you gon' hear another one"
[Chorus]
Arc'teryx can save him from rain, but no, it can't save him bullets
I'm in L.A. doin' good, I'm in L.A. rollin' 'Woods
Bitch, I ain’t even on tour, I hop on these planes like a tourist
Smokin' this beat like a flourist, chopper push like Chuck Norris, damn