MAYDAY (feat Sheck Wes & Young Thug)

I'm goin' dumb in a mosh pit

If I'm out in the crowd, I lost it

I can't close my eyelids

Why? 'Cause a young **** off it

I got the message like a prophet

I got the message like a (I got the message like a)

I got the message like a prophet

Last year, made a big profit

Big bands, put it in my wallet

Smokin' this gas got me coughin', yessir

If you talk that bad, put you in a casket or a coffin

Bitch, bitch

Yeah, yeah

It's a motherfuckin' stick-up

Put your hands up or get hit up

I grew up a bad ****

Section 8 baby (In the projects)

I was in the projects with the hitters (Hitters)

Now I count bands, count figures (Chicken)

You don't fuck with Sheck Wes, get the finger (Bitch)

Danced on a ho like Mike (Yes)

Danced on a ho like the wizard (Thriller)

My young heart cold like December (Bitch)

Streets done turned him into a killer

The car panoramic, all white, Ku Klux Klan-in'

I got in her panties, I didn't eat the candy

The new one is Spanish, I hopped out the coupe

Gave a rack to her grannie

I don't do the bogus, ain't tryna expose you

I didn't even tell 'em your house was foreclosure

I didn't even know, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry

I thought that you fucked him, I owe you for life and you won with no score

I hop off the jet, I hop on the boat

I'm smokin' Biscotti, it's makin' me choke

I have after parties and air out the parties

I'm drinkin' red, I don't want no Bacardi

When I get the kids, you look so sorted

You look like you have a good time with your buddies

I know that you need a little break and they fussin' with you

It's the oath to shoot out of the bucket with you

Need a nanny, I go Randy Savage

I gave way the Rollie, the AP is 'matic

Got Daytonas, Breitlings, got Skeletons added

This shit don't look average, I like how it's settin'

I'm checkin' the static, I'm checkin' the settings

This bitch 'round my neck, eat while cookin' my patty

I'm hungry as fuck, tryna eat out her caddy

I got the biggest spot inside the valley

I'm next to John Wall, I could throw him an alley

Run the play, boy, mansion is steppin'

I put on some ice, now I'm cold as an attic

I know how to fold, I took all my cash in

I know how to fish, I know that I'm rich

I poured an eighth in a Sierra Mist

Ran up some M's, I don't need a lick

Heard she was gone, I don't see that bitch

I'm goin' dumb in a mosh pit

If I'm out in the crowd, I lost it

I can't close my eyelids

Why? 'Cause a young **** off it

I got the message like a prophet

I got the message like a (I got the message like a)

I got the message like a prophet

Last year, made a big profit

Big bands, put it in my wallet

Smokin' this gas got me coughin', yessir

If you talk that bad, put you in a casket or a coffin

Bitch, bitch

It's a motherfuckin' stick-up

Put your hands up or get hit up

I grew up a bad ****