SO WHAT

(album: ANYWHERE BUT HERE - 2022)

Okay, I'm up, I'm wide awake
I see the phony and the fake
Niggas mad cause I get paper
Cool me down
She fuck rappers, I ain't had to fly her to me
Don't run down on lil' Kenji, I keep big-ass blickys with me
Run down on the gang right now, all my niggas on go (Go)
Red dot with a .556, niggas kicking down doors
I got big bag rolled up
Smoking gas, poles up
He get blast, blown up
He get blast, so what?

How the fuck get a new i8 with the butterfly doors?
Donny fresh outta LAX with some LA hoes
I put that shit on lil' bitch
I just hopped in the Phantom
I ride with the motherfucking ghosts
When I'm rocking that green I feel slimey as fuck
Danny Phantom, new whip in Dior, in my car
I just step on the gas and I float
My bitch, she bad and she doing the most
Oh, you think you a demon?
This nigga a joke
Aiming straight for your talon, bitch, shoot through the floor
Watch me make this bitch jump, jump, jump
When I hop on the stage, they gon' jump through the floor
Yeah, they stay on my dick, I just go with the flow
We can turn this bitch up
We can do it some more (Jump, jump)
Bitch, I got a Rick right now, what the fuck did you think? (Jump)
3.5 in the 'wood right now, niggas smoking on dank
That's why I say I'm the don of all dons 'cause I'm doing this shit
I do something he can't
I just bang on my chest like the Planet of the Apes
We can slide through your hood in a big-ass tank

Okay, I'm up, I'm wide awake
I see the phony and the fake
Niggas mad cause I get paper
Cool me down
She fuck rappers, I ain't had to fly her to me
Don't run down on lil' Kenji, I keep big-ass blickys with me
Run down on the gang right now, all my niggas on go (Go)
Red dot with a .556, niggas kicking down doors
I got big bag rolled up
Smoking gas, poles up
He get blast, blown up
He get blast, so what?

Like I get so damn high I think I seen a AC-130
I fucked that bitch one time and blocked her 'cause I can't love on birdies
I'm in my private section
Peace out and her friends all came with me
This lil' Taurus pistol on me ain't for violence, it's for peace when I'm outside
I just seen a opp-nigga tryna switch sides
I can't fuck you for the free
The bitch outta her mind
Money what I need
Let's say it one more time (Okay)
Big bag, stripper ass
I had a dream like Martin Luther
A 100 fucking money bags
I'll add that shit up, fuck a tutor
Money what I need
Let's say it one more time
Money what I need
Let's say it one more time

Okay, I'm up, I'm wide awake
I see the phony and the fake
Niggas mad cause I get paper
Cool me down
She fuck rappers, I ain't had to fly her to me
Don't run down on lil' Kenji, I keep big-ass blickys with me
Run down on the gang right now, all my niggas on go (Go)
Red dot with a .556, niggas kicking down doors
I got big bag rolled up
Smoking gas, poles up
He get blast, blown up
He get blast, so what?