SUBURBS Lyrics

I ain't from the hood, you know I came straight from them 'burbs

Money was never an issue, I was taught to put it first

Cops, they put their lights down, but I lost them at the curb

I'm a money countin' addict, A in math, call me a nerd

Born and raised up on this block, it wasn't needed, but I served

I put California rocks over my wrist, go watch it surf

Chiefing way too many bowls to keep me high up with the birds

She been suckin' it for hours, told her"stop it's on your shirt"

She said"Ay papi, where's your card? I'm tryna buy the store"

My bitch, she a freak, the way she still have D up in her throat

We not Siamese, you is not my twin, neither my bro

Kman prodigy, youngin, he came from San Diego

I been rich since the womb, never had a problem, never comin' back

Choppa take you to your doom, Tripple-A make you take a step back

Never trust the ones who finna come to school with a rollie backpack

They the ones who rats, they gon' snitch out to the opps and laugh

The Kman been spreading all over the world, you know I'm so hot like disease

I'm bout to poison his cup, watch him hurl, I'm finna make him deceased

Oh, you want a verse but you wasn't there first, imma charge his ass 80 a piece

Yeah, shawty, I love you, I'm not tryna bug you, but you best not play me for keeps

Build my money up, pottery

I'm with my gouls in Tokyo, bitch call me Kaneki

Ever since I was 15, back in class, I knew I was oughta be

I can tell she fuckin' with my sound, she say she fond of me

How the fuck Amari get that money, he won the lottery

Put a couple bucks up on his head, made him a target

I got distracted with them beats, lil bae I'm sorry

You can fool me once, don't fool me twice, boy, you retarded

Put do not disturb on, baby, I ain't getting calls from no one else

See the pack of gas, it's hiding from me, high above the shelf

Dive inside the pussy deep, a swimmer just like Michael Phelps

I done came from making beats, no, me and T don't need no help

What you want from me, pussy boy, ain't got nothing for you

Kman been a king, you know he always got sum to prove

Chillin' with my team, put 'em on the map, oh, that's my crew

Money in a big abundance bought some different colored shoes

We like competition, so we brought the action

Say you aggressive, but you're looking hella passive

Get to celebrating, when we bring them racks in

Think this a joke, but when his bro dead, he ain't laughing