Common Cents

You ain't been getting on no dollars that's just common sense

I been in the water so deep I feel like Aquaman

I be in the kitchen got my pots and pans

Streets so cold, I got my stick, I'm a hockey fan

My drum so big on my AK, I'm a cocky man

She gon' blow while I'm on that tuba, I'm a marching band

I feel like I'm so toxic, so I sit there, I don't call again

I been tryna be good, but I'm skinny, she want a stocky man

I never back door, my homie or put my fam inside a cross

That shit sounded kinda gay, but it's never late for a pause