Lyrics:

Its a pretty bad day for a sun collector
You can dive deep in this sunken weather
Read a book and feel dumb as ever
This aint enough, I need something better
Youre only as good as your company is
And I am not talking bout running a biz
Smoking around me, Im gone in the mist
Give me a year and Im running this bitch
Im in abyss
Ominous space
I put my pain on display
Wait, say what you say to my face
I got four course on my plate
Wait, I got four forks on my steak
I buy my liquor in twos
Sometimes I feel like Im through
And none of my feelings are new
Imma make this a monopoly
That mean theres no one on top of me
Came out the womb as a prodigy
I know you hope that Im proud of me
Fingerprints on my velour
Flora to match the décor
Is not a knife, issa sword
Solo like Harrison Ford
Ill use my mind as a weapon, just call me Emma González
I put attention on knowledge
I drop my ass outta college
Papers dont make who I am
Diplomas dont make me a man
I just reloaded my pen, damn
Dont make me use it again

She want get to cumming
Im like come and get me
Homie, why you running if there aint no finish?
I wont tell em nothing if they come and get me
Why you talking funny?
Simmer down and listen
She want get to cumming
Im like come and get me
I got Comme des Garçons
Shit dont even fit me
I be smoking treetop
Take a while to hit me
Run away I tell her, but shes staying with me


White trees with the white leafs
Why leave if you like me?
Pour Cîroc in my ice tea
Even my eye candy got ideas
Summer camp, get a fire started
Study on me, Im a higher power
Im Bruce Willis, only dying harder
Even when I speak Im like a fire artist
Dry grass
Bike fast, so I bypass past a white Benz
But I digress
Sipping sake, yeah, I like that
Engine roaring like a bike gang
Eyes on her, watch the night dance
We let bygones be bygones
So, its bye past and bye stress and bye chance
Take measure into our own hands
Every shot feel like a free throw
I set it off like Im Migos
Fly like I work at Heathrow
Tiger Woods at mini golf
You on the green missing holes
I lead the pack, Im a wolf
Better beware of the wolf
Boy, boy, cry wolf one more time and Im out
Ask your bitch what Im bout
Youre not fit for this crown
And your Fitbit dont count
While I get, get around
Then I flip, flip the script, script
I turn wolf
Im out

She want get to cumming
Im like come and get me
Homie, why you running if there aint no finish?
I wont tell em nothing if they come and get me
Why you talking funny?
Simmer down and listen
She want get to cumming
Im like come and get me
I got Comme des Garçons
Shit dont even fit me
I be smoking treetop
Take a while to hit me
Run away I tell her, but shes staying with me