Strain

I can't sleep my spirit's under strain
You would have to jump the window just to feel my pain
Momma told me she ain't gonna bail me out again
But my poppa been showed me how to run the game

My word is everything I got
I said on tv I was gonna make the block hot
Now you see me and you wanna take the top spot
But you not a top nigga, you ain't top notch

I got these bitches jumping like it's hop scotch
Mozambican ting, spicy like a hot pot
If she not a freak we cut it short - crop top
These niggas acting hard but they really soft
You not a Timberland my boy you built like a Croc
How I'm charging all these hoes, I feel like a dock
She say she feel like an iPhone sitting on my cock
I say I feel like I'm Chris - hard as a rock

My momma Christian, when she hear this it's gon make her cross
I'm sorry momma I don't know how else to make this dosh
It's not your fault you gave birth to a fucking boss
Yea Ima be the biggest brand and I ain't talking cloth

This city's full of mooi shorties
But they fake like dey pics are it's toy story
You just tryna get some clicks off the boy shorty
Lemme catch you on the gram acting real naughty
Lemme see you move that thang you gotta big bowdy
I'm tryna film a Tarantino real gory
Cause if it ain't a fight shorty then it's real boring
Shoutout lil Yak she ride me like a foreign

I can't sleep my spirit's under strain
You would have to jump the window just to feel my pain
Momma told me she ain't gonna bail me out again
But my poppa been showed me how to run the game

My word is everything I got
I said on tv I was gonna make the block hot
Now you see me and you wanna take the top spot
But you not a top nigga, you ain't top notch