Damn, yeah but today I'm not I'm not on that turn up shit today
I'm on some groovy smoothie groovy shit
Aye young basquiat shit you know what I'm saying
This that light a cuban cigar but you got one so you gotta drink a Hi-C feel right here
Aye hold up aye, I said
Still heartless like I was before, I'm just doing shit I never did before
That's true shit but let me get in my bag hold up aye aye
Call this verse chanel I'm in my bag you can't be belittle me
These niggas acting silly acting like I ain't the centerpiece
The piece of the puzzle, giving rappers some muzzles
Always bite a youngin style when they shit start to crumble
But I remain humble, only brag when I'm on the court
Balling on these niggas take some notes and always cite ya sources
Always dreamed of riding crazy while I'm in them porches
Switching lanes hundreds blue like my name is Corbin
Circle small like bottle caps I had to take precautions
You think these niggas rock with you, they want you in a coffin
That's hella f*cked up like sex on the ceiling
Hella jokes to take ya girl but all she speaking is Spanish woah wait
Hocus pocus pocahontas on my lap nigga, coast to coast I do the most while drinking fraps nigga
That's Starbucks, all these ladies looking starstruck
Wish a nigga would watch me turn em into sawdust
Aye, you what I'm saying that's just that's just real shit right There, real shit