Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Tint is so dark, you cannot see who I'm ridin' with
Diamond glisten all up in my watch, can't tell what time it is
Diamond clusters all up in my watch, they got you blind as shit
I tie the beat up, then I fuck it, yeah, I'm on some bondage shit, woo
Don't wanna tell you again (Woo)
I might tell the bitch to bring a friend
Drop the top and open up the roof, now that's a quick stop
Only real diamonds round my pinky, you got on Ring Pops
Cartier around my fuckin' wrist, take off that wrist watch
The crew is something serious, don't mess with us, you hearin' this?
Thinkin' you gon' make it to the top, man, you delirious
I'm only spittin' real shit, I'm only writin' facts
And yeah, I swear I got it, take the weight up off my back
I got all of this shit that's on my chest, but I'm still killin' it
I'm kinda tipsy, fallin' over, hold my cup, I'm spillin' it
You spill out your whole heart? I don't have one, man, it's black
And fuck all of this shit, if it's wack, I don't want that
[Verse 2]
I don't have any kids, but I swear I am your father
I'm cookin' up the work, and then I'm callin' up your daughter
Farther, motherfuckin' starters staying quiet
Bench players always talkin' and they hatin'
I'm a fuckin' spawn of Satan
Listen this what I'm regurgitatin'
Moon illuminatin', I'm insane and got a pistol, too
Name one person who listens you
I'm handin' out these lessons, I don't care if shit get physical
The way I use my tongue, I need a mop up in this bitch
The way you use your hands, you need new socks up in this bitch
I swear I got all of T-town on lock up in this bitch
I swear to God, I swear to God, I swear to God (I got it, got it), uh
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I'm back on my shit, though
I hold a lot of people down like a limbo
Yeah, I fucked your girl, she a nympho
At least for this D, she take a knee like Kaepernick
I'm snappin' pics, I'm poppin' off
My swag, it drips, call it hot sauce
I got a lot of bitches on my dick, I knock 'em off
I'm gettin' pissed, please knock it off
I'm poppin' off now
The way I run my city, swear I got this whole town
On lock up in this bitch
This is not up for discussion, I don't talk, man, I just does it
And my vision gettin' fuzzy
'Cause if you just drank what I drank
If you had saw what I seen
My eyes always stay red 'cause I don't fuck wit' all that Visine
[Verse 4]
It's a crime scene when I step up in the function
My girl on my back, always swear I'm up to something
Well, maybe I am, I'm always lyin', she always cryin'
I'm buyin' because I'm flyin', maybe I'm biased
To gettin' money, this shit ain't even funny, you a joke, though
I got her legs up, and my hands are in a throat hold
She love it, I know she love it, fuck "Easy does it"
You can clearly see it's me, that's A-N-T who always does it
I'ma talk all of my shit, I'ma break all of you down
I'ma fly up and get lit, you can hate all on my sound
But I will never give a shit, too high to feel so down
Too high to feel so down, feel so down, feel so (Down, down)
Down, yeah, you know, you know I run it now
Fuck a check up, and I'm still countin' hunnids now
My next feature's gonna run you up a couple thou'
You should know I'm fuckin' round, man, I think I'm buggin' now
Written by: Anthony Smedick, Dominik Wirsching
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