Healthy

Crooshy Whooshy
Grubbing on some sushi
I'm a nice dude but sometimes I act douchey
Fuck it, baby sue me
Tell 'em all to suit up
Just rolled up a doobie
Yeah you know I got that Buddha
Like, okay, I'm feeling myself
Hop outta bed and I throw on my necklace
Started recording since 7 this morning
I still haven't eaten my breakfast
Fuck it, I guess I don't need it
It seems like a [?]
[?] won't need it
Bon Appétit, yeah I'm laying them down
Just know that I mean it, ain't playing around
Oh, I'm just tryna make it to the big league
But been making beats since 16
I remember when they didn't wanna kiss me
Now these hoes treat me like a fucking shot of whiskey
Oh, running back, yeah I'm running like a running back
Think of underground, yeah I'm under that
Heard that I rap so she wanted me to hit it from the back
Okay, okay, for sure

I don't give a fuck what they tell me
All that saltiness can't be Healthy
Can't be healthy
Can't be healthy
I don't give a fuck what they tell me
All that saltiness can't be Healthy
Woah
Can't be healthy
Can't be healthy

That shit just cannot be too healthy
I'm making moola, can never be too wealthy
Rolling the wood and you know that it's backward
Always up late til it's past curf
Grinding, I'm putting in that work
Writing til 4 am, shit I forgot that I had work
Might fuck around and clock-in just to chat, turnt
Fuck it, honestly, I wanna see a milli in my pocket by the age of 20
Self-made, couldn't take it from me
Life is what you make it homie, ain't no funny
Got me laughing, giggling
Just wait til I'm stacking dividends
Fuck 'bout the past you're living in
I'm in the moment
I truly believe I'll take any opponent
Woo, I got hella smoke in my diaphragm
Stay pulling hoes, like firemans
So they see me and get worked up
But I don't mind 'cause I'm turnt up, like

I don't give a fuck what they tell me
All that saltiness can't be Healthy
Can't be healthy
Can't be healthy
I don't give a fuck what they tell me
All that saltiness can't be Healthy
Woah
Can't be healthy
Can't be healthy