MATHIAS
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Woof, woof, I'ma crazy like Cujo
Look up on my wrist I'm wearin' Rollie, ice cold (whoo)
Drippin', I'll stay pimpin', and I'm workin' on a nice flow
So, I don't care if she still want more, 'cause I'm only there to pipe, hoe
Got a lot of cash in my pocket, shit stay leakin'
I'm not tweakin', but the bitches out here geekin' (doo, doo, doo, doo)
I ain't sleepin', only dreamin', all these women catchin' feelings
I'm a sharp shooter, pop 'em in the mornin' like a beacon (bao)
Goddamn, she can't fit up in them pants
'Cause she tryna grab my hands, but I'm reachin' for the bands
I got plans (ayy), big plans (ayy), cheerin' in (ayy) the stands (ayy)
Shout my (ayy) name every day (ayy), just give (ayy) me one chance (ayy)
Big checks, that's the motivation
Tryna to make a bankin', let my greatness shine up through the nation
I'm not hatin' on your ratchet-ass clothes
I'm just statin', clear fact, I won't ever wear those, hoe (ayy)
Whoo
That was fire, bro, wow
Ayy, chill, I'm still goin', I'm still goin'
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Ride in the Maserati, catch a body, she a hottie (huh)
Call her shawty, look like a Barbie, cash out like Carti
Throw a party wit' yo' mami, I can tell that she want me
'Cause I'm saucin' in this bitch, sau-saucin' in this bitch (aye)
Heard you're tryna hit a lick, lil' boy
Talkin' shit, lil' boy, with the hits, lil' boy
No C's, no Crip, lil' boy, hop in yo' crib, lil' boy
Yes, I'm the shit, lil' boy
They call me Bobby, 'cause I saw that chick a week ago
But now I'm ghostin', 'cause I don't wanna see that hoe
And now I'm rollin' the hittas just like cannoli
'Cause they say they want smoke, but in real life, they don't know me
Look out, move out the way
Stop talkin' down on me, lil' bitch, watch what you say
Big food on my plate (yuh), ten ounce filet (yuh)
Iced out my chains (yuh), 'cause I'ma be great
You don't wanna fuck with
Me and my crew (MATHIASTYNER)
Watch me observin' that, just all the shit that I do
Lil' youngin', who are you?
