[Intro]

[?] bout to fuck in this bitch

[Chorus]

I just wanna know what you thinkin'
Shawty, whats in your cup, what are you drinkin'?
Two more cups, she gone (Sinkin')
Gas pack on me, fart (Stinkin')

When I die
Reaper gon', I'm gon' be havin' to-
Be the young king, gotta focus on excellence
Ball like a starter, so gimme me my letter man
No, I won't tell you my thoughts, I won't let you in

[Verse]

(Uhh, are you ready?)

Yes, I am ready to tee up
Imma on the beat, that means imma beat up
Ran out of songs on my storage, lets read up-

I do not care what you think about me
I do not care what you think bout' my team
But really, I'm stacking this cheddar, and getting this gualla, so your thoughts do not affеct me
"You carry this beat" (I've hеard it enough)
Got Vans on my feet (I'm ready to run)
She said she can't think (Go stupid, go dumb)
Got stripes on my tee (While I stare at the sun)
Made a few bands off my laptop (Yes, you can check that)
Since you didn't know, now I'm finna flex that
Left us on open, (so I'm finna test that)
Said he gon' try me (Where is the test at?)

Yes [?], better not dance
Shout out to [?], hit it with no hands
I hit the stage wit the back of my hand
Fly out to state, hit the jerk when I land
I'm still feeling groovy
I hit the dance, and it look like a movie
I chop it up like I'm makin' a smoothie
She wanna touch me, but she is a groupie
Lil' whore, I don't want you, please put on your tullys-

[Chorus]

I just wanna know what you thinkin'
Shawty, whats in your cup, what are you drinkin'?
Two more cups, she gone (Sinkin')
Gas pack on me, fart (Stinkin')

When I die
Reaper gon', I'm gon' be havin' to-
Be the young king, gotta focus on excellence
Ball like a starter, so gimme me my letter man
No, I won't tell you my thoughts, I won't let you in