Catch That Belt

(Julioo)

(Jai on the beat)

Smokin' zaza, I feel like I'm Bob Marley

Get on top of me and ride me like a goddamn Harley

They in the house gettin' lit, we gon' shoot up the goddamn party

The fuck I look like calmin' down? They got me goddamn started

Real big bullet on my gun, sound like a Trackhawk startin'

Real exotic, this shit stank, smell like a fat bitch fartin'

I told bruh, "You get an extra ten if you head tap the target"

It's just me and Miya, I got a 30 on me at Target

Catch a **** while he out drivin' and help his bitch ass park it

Go fuck his mama, then I roll his partner up and let her spark it

All I see is red and black, I'm not stuck on nothin' but darkness

Average height for my age, but with this money, bitch, I'm the largest

Pray them pussy hatin'-ass **** don't wake up in the morning

These **** don't give us no comp', I swear this smoke shit gettin' borin'

Lil' bitch hopped inside my car and said me on, this bitch here foreign

King of the jungle like a lion, hear my Hellcat, this bitch roarin'

****, fuck your baby mama, could've hit that bitch

But I got Miya now, that's why I spared you

That boy caught a faceshot, left his head by the tire

You should've seen the way his brain looked when them folks picked his head up

Medic, somebody help him

Them **** keep on dyin', need a prayer, someone bless them

Me and bro 'nem be shootin' shit like Golden State and Steph 'nem

Best believe, any **** said my name gon' get dealt with

He get in my way, he catch that belt quick

YCOE

YCOE, YCOE, YCOE

I'm geeked up (Man, shit)