[Astro : Verse 1]
Me and my niggas cold chillinâ from cold women
To cochella with cougars that love young fellas
Ah damn, stop lookinâ im contradicting
Just like I speak for the broke until I make my first million
And ride around in drop tops, chicks with no tops
Rockinâ while itâs hot, in Cali with the (?)
If she looks like an actress with no drama
Shakinâ to spend some love, baby could be my baby mama
Mama, who you lovinâ who you wanna be huggin?
Yo shawty got a gut to suck in you bugginâ
Yall might get 8
You practice hate
A slave to me I masturbate
Like it ain't nuttinâ
See man, yall have got me off track
You lost, never luck when I win though
Some niggas die on their computer can't let go
(?) internet devils Iâm tryin goals out in Bermuda
[Hook]
From BK to the pocanose
Thatâs just how this shit goes
From BK to the pocanose
Stro got the best flows
[Astro : Verse 2]
Not long âfore im runninâ this game
Iâm tryna cross the Tâs
Dot the Iâs and F the fame
So many lames in this, business
I donât know who with us
Canât trust none they just want trust funds
My team keep it real with me, we fear no man
Your team keep it fake with you
You fear no man
Yes bring the checks but I ain't impressed
I donât rant like Mr West so I (?)
Iâm just an east type, fella
Kickinâ betta instead of
Waitinâ on the cheese and remaining gentle
I see (?)
(?) for the brand
Old methods, deaded my cheese ain't shredded
You got loot? Bet it
On the big, headed
Youngin from the ciy thatâs far from pretty
The teachers, use to suspend him
Now Iâm a first class flight attender
Shit changed Iâm winnin its insane