Left foot, scare, to the bank
Then the left foot, scare
Feeling so sick, like I need a CPAP
Bought a Whitehouse, but the AMG black
Left foot, scare, to the bank
Then the left foot, scare
Feeling so sick, like I need a CPAP
Bought a Whitehouse, but the AMG black
Leather on my ass, tell the seat, sit back
Don't drive ever, push button on the map, hold up
I can tell what's real, and what's fake, yeah
Come out of the south, of the lake, yeah
I don't know if it's fate, or it's fake, yeah
But for now, take the blade 'til is eat time
Right foot, scare, yeah, yeah, yeah
Left foot, scare, yeah, yeah
See my pops got a smile on his face, yeah
My brother constantly making it one day, yeah, yeah
Like, right foot, scare, yeah, yeah, yeah
Then a left foot, scare, yeah, yeah
Tryna strap skate to the motherfucking bank, yeah, yeah
Skate to the motherfucking bank, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
Top-down, buss off, what the fuck is up, girl
Drop down, to the ground, keep your mouth shut, yeah
Northside, repping them snails and the sticks, yeah
Southside born, I was raised in a ditch, three
In a chicken, six figures on the whip
What's the crib worth? None ya business, 'lil bitch (Lil bitch)
I don't kiss and tell, but them hoes run lips
Slob in the eight, when them hoes suck dick
They say "Can't no dance" but I beg to differ
You accomplished what I did you move a limb
I might choose a fiend, Johnny, I'm a star skipping
G walking start jiggin', then I skate the distance
[Chorus]
Feeling so sick, like I need a CPAP
Bought a Whitehouse, but the AMG black
Leather on my ass, tell the seat, sit back
Don't drive ever, push button on the map, hold up
I can tell what's real, and what's fake, yeah
Come out of the south, of the lake, yeah
I don't know if it's fate, or it's fake, yeah
But for now, take the blade 'til is eat time
Right foot, scare, yeah, yeah, yeah
Left foot, scare, yeah, yeah
See my pops got a smile on his face, yeah
My brother constantly making it one day, yeah, yeah
Like, right foot, scare, yeah, yeah, yeah
Then a left foot, scare, yeah, yeah
Tryna strap skate to the motherfucking bank, yeah, yeah
Skate to the motherfucking bank, yeah, yeah
[Outro]
I might jump side to the front, to the back
I might moonwalk, Michael Jack, back, back
Check my footwork, hood side on my right
Take my left foot, run it back, one more time
I might jump side to the front, to the back
I might moonwalk, Michael Jack, back, back
Check my footwork, hood side on my right
Take my left foot, run it back, goodnight