Invader Sym

Look, it's been a long time coming

I ain't spend a long time running, caught in the depressed, don't let the su-su-sun in

Gotta get a grip 'fore I pop cause the opps is gunning

They know I'm hotter than an oven. I'm super bad, Mclovin'

It ain't for discussion, haters know they don't mean nothing

Bout to cook bitches like an oven, yeah

Light them trees, like it's Christmas Day

All that talking bout the kid might get you put away

When you looking like that, oh what could I say

If I hit you back, it was out of courtesy, say, say, say

Squint my eyes, getting high. We're just tryna vibe