In Tac

It's time to be low, I should've stayed home

She waitin' for me, never charge the phone plus it's on the moon, think I'm from the

Moon probably from the west side, we be high by

Noon I like my ice black, I like my life black

Fucking with Ms. Jackson, lost about three stacks

Just a young boy watchin' Nick, till I found my knack

When I'm not at home, I remain intact

Check, check the stat, it's a high chance you won't get to where I'm at

How you wanna mil when you don't appreciate the scrap

Need a gold grill to alleviate my gap they can see the gap