Yeah, let me catch a motherfucking wave
I got a Chanel surfboard let me catch a wave

Woke up this morning
Dick look like a flag pole
Gotta catch me a bad throat
Shit, 200 on the dash board
If you feeling froggy lil nigga go and jump, you still a lil tadpole
Yeah I move a little tad slow, 'cause I'm sipping on the Castro

Here we go again
I drink a four again
Not going poor again
Young nigga supposed to win
I asked the Lord to forgive me
I used to jugg at Spondivits
Diamonds for wife and the children
This is my life I'mma live it

I got Jesus on my pendant
Been hustling since an appendix
When you look up I'm lieutenant
When you look up for attendance
Gucci sun all of my tennis
Make this shit look like a business
Make killers look like a witness
Make shopping look like a fitness
Ran the trap fuck the Olympics
You wasn't there you must missed it
I posted pics on my Insta
Don't you become a statistic
Don't you know I know logistics
Still got Riri on my wishlist
Your lady got me on her hit list
Don't think you gonna forget this

Here we go again
I drink a four again
Not going poor again
Young nigga supposed to win
I asked the Lord to forgive me
I used to jugg at Spondivits
Diamonds for wife and the children
This is my life I'mma live it

Yeah, I know they like "what's he saying?"
Spondivits, that's some south side shit
Some Atlanta shit, Virginia Avenue
I used to go up in there get me a bucket of crab legs, melted butter
But at the same time I got a jug in the parking lot though, you dig

Here we go again
I drink a four again
Not going poor again
Young nigga supposed to win
I asked the Lord to forgive me
I used to jugg at Spondivits
Diamonds for wife and the children
This is my life I'mma live it

Muy grande, muy muy grande, plug talk
You muy poquito, me muy grande

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Writer(s): Tauheed Epps