I'm boyardee

I'm rolling up all the time

This a fur fit

But I don't fuck with a feline

I got poems on my tee

Don't gotta say nun

I'm a mime

Smoking trees

You like to ski

But I can't do that all the time

I'll face your ex mans

I've never seen him though

I spend some dead mans

On some jeans lil bro

Like Taiyogoon it's time to go

Yeah it's time to move

I'm with all my hams

We get scared

And make these tunes

Spend 300 on a shirt

That don't fit me

I'm still never alone

When I'm walking 'round the city

And if you want some clothes from '01

Then just hit me

I know y'all some hoes

Talk that shit

But won't hit me

These not grey jeans

Yeah the color's called dust

Junya on my waist

With margiela thats a must

I'm smoking HD

Now my eyes got the crust

Feeling lazy

Think there's some ***

In my blunt

Yeah he want a piece

Then I'm making a profit

Yeah I'm in old swag

And some shoes you don't got

Bitch Im smoking on your boyfriend

Or whatever you wanna call him

Saw him in his bro's fit

He not really ballin'

She got ricky feet

And theres vetements on my t-shirt

And your mickey beat

Goat fur up on my sneakers

I'm outside the door

I heard henny on the speakers

His fit made him poor

And I got plenty for much cheaper

Swinging through the city

I'm with Andrew not no Toby

I'm not in your committee

Why you think that you could clone me

I'm with gotscared

Thats all my homies

And you were never there

So don't be acting like you know me