Ayy, I see dead people when I’m walking outside I was raised to be on my shit, stay ten toes outside Like is you really down to ride? Don’t think you live this life I could walk to hell and back, you know I’ll be alright I told my dog to watch my back ’cause him and I, we can’t lack Keep it silent when I’m walking, I stop tweaking with the flats and I just made a call to Rex, see us on FaceTime with the strap Down pat racked up on thirty bands, you know that Usain Bolt to the guap, fall flat Hurricane Chris my fist, oh yeah Hold up shawty, you know that I tweak, ayy Beams got me geeking, shit I bit down on my cheek, ayy Pulled up in that Royce like who that there, like shit it’s weef, ayy Long way just from trapping out your mommy, shit I see, ayy Thirty on the bezel, damn like yeah that’s just a piece, ayy I can’t fuck no hoes, that bitch contagious like a sneeze, ayy Blow pounds of the gas in outer space, you know my steez, yeah Blow pounds of the gas in outer