Shoutout to my Asians, man, I won a ton
I been Icurasing myself into the Sun
Hard working since twelve, that's to my brothers, easy dozen
Book's done, all love to my mother
Where I go, they go, we got each other
You holding up stop signs, girl, what's with that?
The yellow in my shoes means "Slow down," not stoppin
Man, I'll only drop when I drop my songs
Stop, duck, and roll when they start crashing out
But it ain't that serious, it'll be forgotten
Spooky season, then T2, y'all better lock-in
Roaring then claim they quiet, you-lions
Same when they deflecting my words, "It's obvious you like her"
William Shakespeare, y'all know I'm playin, right
Ah
I love every comment I get saying "Song is rocking"
Pink Floyd for when it's dark, comfortably numbin'
Tss
