stop drop & roll

I'm finna get what's mine, finna take my time

Yeah the stars gon' shine til the sun come up

And imma just skip that line, finna skrrt and glide

Late nights on the I-95 cutting up

And I'm just that youngin that's swimming, can't tunnel my vision

Can't trip bout' a mf thing

Please don't underestimate my finesse, got a blade to they chin like a Gillette

I'm hitting that swang

Menacing, still cannot forget the message I'm messing up everyone's day

Yeah I must confess with these V's on my neck, feel entitled to flex

Give a fuck what you say, well

It's so unfair how I popped off, he a mf clone, he a knockoff