Yeah, yeah stereo stereo stereo yeah
Yeah, yeah stereo stereo stereo yeah
Yeah yeah stereo stereo stereo yeah
Yeah
Aye, aye
Water on me, I don't see no drought
Its a new era, I don't need no cap
Headed to the top, I don't see no map
Yeah I got skill, don't need no clout
Jo got me, I don't need no doubt
Sleep in the stu', I don't need no house
He want my spot, I'ma keep him out
Chasing that cheese, I don't see no mouse
I got your shorty, don't need no rubber
Stereo hot, I don't need no summer
All of this heat gon' keep on coming
Shorty ain't bad I don't need your number
Give you a lob you still gon' fumble
I got a squad, they still my brothers
I barely drop, I still do numbers
We hit your thot, you still gon' cuddle
Way back then we ain't have no rhymes
Now I snap in every line
Bought this ice, I aint have no shine
I don't even skate but I had to grind
Hear one line, It'll blow your mind
I'ma big dog, you can hear my growl
R.I.P if you steal my style
When I'm on top I ain't ever coming down
They want my head like a bounty
I am the best in the county
I got water on me but no fountain
If you fake I leave you where I found you
I'm ignited I'm dropping that heat
Pearly whites when you look at my teeth
That boy like Simba he the lion king
I'm yelling timber cause C on that tree
Hop in the civic we don't need a sprinter
She on my wood and she might get a splinter
My neck and my wrist it get cold like December
I want that paper I feel like a printer
Uh, gon' drop it down Vietnam
The way she shake it she about to be a mom
She get freaky on the floor
Shorty gon show me more
Water on me, I don't see no drought
Its a new era, I don't need no cap
Headed to the top, I don't see no map
Yeah I got skill, don't need no clout
Jo got me, I don't need no doubt
Sleep in the stu', I don't need no house
He want my spot, I'ma keep him out
Chasing that cheese, I don't see no mouse
I got your shorty, don't need no rubber
Stereo hot, I don't need no summer
All of this heat gon' keep on coming
Shorty ain't bad I don't need your number
Give you a lob you still gon' fumble
I got a squad, they still my brothers
I barely drop, I still do numbers
We hit your thot, you still gon' cuddle