Fresh Off the Porch

(That's whole 'nother story) nah nah nah fuck that I'm a just go straight in (yea)

Fucking up my bands I just, I hit my dance (uh, I get big band yea yea wahhn)

Cannon in our bands and I (yea yea yea)

I couldn't wait, I swallow the vape

I hop off the porch and open the gate

I hop in the Porsche and literally skate, been bathing my apes in cranberry grape

My wine is vintage and come in a crate

Dining alone on tomahawk steak

She blowing me up complaining she late

A bitch gotta wait, it ain't no debate

I'm not your escape, got rid of my cape, my pull out method is kind of perfected