Yeah, push to start, push to start
Push to start, push to start
Push to start, push to start
Push to start, shootin at the stars
Push to star, ain't no keys
I'm in Florida Keys
Sippin on henny I don't f*ck with the lean
I got a beam
Went to the jeweler, got some pieces
Love me too pieces
Rock my J's in creases
All y'all some leeches
LV all my fleeces
Push to start, push to start
Push to start, push to start
Push to start, push to start
Shoot the stars, land on Pluto
Kickin' shit like Judo
Smokin' out the window
I feel like Bruno
I feel like Bruno
I don't even stitch
Even if I'm guaranteed immuno
Spend on cookies, smokin on RUNTZ
When I'm high I do what I want
That's blasphemy
How many y'all gon' blast for me
Guess I'ma have to make my own tragedy
When I hop on the beat, it's a masterpiece
It's so sad to see
All you rappers are mad at me
Yeah, I know we look the same
But we got a different anatomy
I be where the rich classes be
Ain't with shooters, ain't no PGA
But that's where the masters be
I don't hang out where the masses be
Yeah, push to start push to start
Yeah, shootin' at the stars, push to start
Push to start, push to start
Push to start, push to start
Yeah, push to start, push to start
Yeah, push to start, push too start
Yeah, yeah, shoot a star, shootin at the stars
Push to start
Ain't no keys
I'm in the Florida keys
Sippin on henny I don't f*ck with the lean
I got a beam
Went to the jeweler, got some pieces
Love me to pieces
All y'all some leeches
LV all my fleeces
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
With that 2-2-3, with that 2-2-3
Got my, got my 2-2-3
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Had to level up on these bitches