[Intro]
(JSH)
My tan, my–
Gllah (Gllah-gllah)
Gllah-gllah (Gllah)
Gllah-gllah
Let's get it, uh
My tan, my–
Yeah, hol' on, look

[Verse]
In the hood it get scary
My tan my sanctuary, like, like
It get cold like February, like
It get cold like Febru–, look
Gllah, gllah-gllah-gllah
Huh, my tan my–
Look, in the hood get cold
The good die young, that shit gettin' old, like
Ten toes, I'll never fold
Every day I pray I make it home
Got it on me while I make this song
I'm with the Lefts still rightin' my wrongs
Throw a F up, that's for the Floss
Shorty wet up, sound like VOSS
Throw the Gz up, then we gon' toss
Aim for the head, fuck a leg or a arm, like
Wasn't lucky but I had charm
Speak on the dead, that's how you get harmed
What you gon' do when a tan in your palm?
Catch a dizzy, click till it's gone
With the 'rippies I feel at home
Shorty mixy, you're just a ho
Movin' swiftly, they can get low
I was poor, had to borrow a coat
With the cuzzy I'm scorin' for cro
Catch a opp, I'ma– and then go, like
Gllah-gllah-gllah
This tan my–
Gllah-gllah, gllah-gllah, gllah-gllah, hol' on
In the hood it get scary
My tan my sanctuary, like, like
It get cold like February, like
It get cold like Febru–, look, hol' on, like
Speak on the dead, that's how you get buried, like
Make a movie, Jim Carrey
He tryna get me so G I carry
This G my sanctuary