Lyrics

[Chorus]
Woke up, brush my teeth, thank the Lord that I'm here today
Stole Toyotas, now I hop out the 'Cat, hop in a Wraith
I'm a fuckin' king, where's my throne? Bring a young **** some grapes
This bitch talk too much, oh, my god, bring a young **** some tape
Just 'cause I got cash, don't mean I won't smoke your ass like a Newport, shorty
I guess I gotta learn, it's just some shit that I can't do no more
Don't come in our radius, aye, young ****, tell ya crew to abort
Hop in that wet-wet, shorty somethin' like a water resort
[Verse 1]
With a bitch named Arissa (Huh?)
Going faster than a missile (Yoon)
Too blunts with a tissue (God)
Girl shooting at me like a pistol (Bang)
Aye, hit a bitch with a whistle
What's on my feet? They Balenci's (Bs)
I got a dirty mouth, need to rinse it (Yeah)
I need all the bread and the biscuits (Bitch)
Slippers came with shoestrings (Yeah)
TEC still got a shoestring (Bang)
Fully flexed up, too clean
Twenty thousand and I bought two things (Bitch)
Sent granny and momma a 50 (Yeah)
Bitch want me to sign her titties (Huh?)
I need you to mind your business (Yeah)
Where the cash at? Go get it
Where the bitches at? Go fuck 'em (Beep)
Where the opps at? Don't duck 'em (Nah)
The law hate me so fuck 'em (Huh?)
These **** fake, don't hug 'em (Huh?)
Sosa bipolar, don't bug him (Nah)
You already know he don't trust 'em (Nah)
The **** too cool, get a oven (Yeah)
He one egg short from a dozen (Huh? Bang, bang)
[Chorus]
Woke up, brush my teeth, thank the Lord that I'm here today
Stole Toyotas, now I hop out the 'Cat, hop in a Wraith
I'm a fuckin' king, where's my throne? Bring a young **** some grapes
This bitch talk too much, oh, my god, bring a young **** some tape
Just 'cause I got cash, don't mean I won't smoke your ass like a Newport, shorty
I guess I gotta learn, it's just some shit that I can't do no more
Don't come in our radius, aye, young ****, tell ya crew to abort
Hop in that wet-wet, shorty somethin' like a water resort
[Verse 2]
You ain't smokin' by the ounce, you can bounce (You can bounce)
I don't smoke no mid, I smoke super loud (Super loud, dope)
Damn near quit the lean, see if I can do without it (Aye, huh?)
On Illustrator makin' me a new medallion (Bling)
Be careful, this package is super fragile (Hmm)
And my dog keep eating my Gucci sandals (Gucci sandals)
Hoes see me in person like, "Ooh, he handsome"
Tryna stuff this cash in my Gucci pantses
Man, these **** be having me fucked up (Beep, beep, beep)
When the boss talking, shut the fuck up (Fuck up, bitch)
Some of these hoes say I act stuck up (Huh?)
Know it's fuck you if it's fuck us
Chief Sosa, how come you don't trust us? (Huh?)
What's the chances light came down and struck us
Need to learn how to take down your instructions
Gotta have Ben Frank, Grant, Jack all in structure
My dog fresher than you
My daughter is, too
My heat get to stutterin'
Get barbecue-cue'd
My heat get to stutterin'
Duh-duh-duh-da-doo-doo
Foes at my door like doo-doo
They know I'm gorilla like, "Ooh-ooh"
[Chorus]
Woke up, brush my teeth, thank the Lord that I'm here today
Stole Toyotas, now I hop out the 'Cat, hop in a Wraith
I'm a fuckin' king, where's my throne? Bring a young **** some grapes
This bitch talk too much, oh, my god, bring a young **** some tape
Just 'cause I got cash, don't mean I won't smoke your ass like a Newport, shorty
I guess I gotta learn, it's just some shit that I can't do no more
Don't come in our radius, aye, young ****, tell ya crew to abort
Hop in that wet-wet, shorty somethin' like a water resort
Written by: Don Jarmel Paschall, Keith Cozart
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