Released: July 12, 2019
Songwriter: Alec Beretz
Producer: D becc
[Verse 1]
Lil bit louder now, so bright I can’t see the crowd
So high I’m lookin down‚ blowin’ the speakers out
Slow dancin in the rain‚ slow motion through the pain
Now I’m bangin hit the stage‚ locomotion on a wave
Let’s just face it, yuh, look at ya laces‚ bruh
You ain’t ready for the race! blastin’ into outer space!
I’ma supa-funky TV-smashin party-crashin baby boomer bashin’
Booty crushin’ movie starrin’ rock star with the sports car in the boulevard
Like miami in the eighties, cruisin’ back we lazy baby
Pink sunsets with the avi’s, Tony Montana don’t play me
All vices on the table‚ writin’ myths and makin’ fables
Skunky punch up in the ladle, turn ya red as a tomato
Look at my jacket, puff it don’t pass it, instant classic, classy yet ratchet
Lyric gymnastic, green but I’m gassin’, can you imagine, all of the people, laughin!
Icon of the century, I could even share the recipe
But y’all ain't see how I stir the pot, pinchin’ out the spices round the clock
[Chorus]
I’m just a shit talkin, skywalkin’
Rose tint glasses gawkin’
No cap, shadow stalkin’
Top dropped, livin’ dauntless
Show stop, high flossin’
Potency, make you nauseous
Overseas, make it poppin’
[Post Chorus]
Master of the simulation, bonafide G.O.A.T. in meditation
Morpheus to your matrix, come to infiltrate your playlist, and I made it…
Yeah bitch i fuckin made it and life’s never been so amazing
So make it happen and stop waiting!
[Bridge]
You can’t prepare for this life shit, you just gotta start livin’. Bitch
[Verse 2]
Imagine that you wake up, with the shades up and the cake cut
Givin’ no fucks like the benz trucks in the driveway parked sideways
And your bank accounts got a few commas, and that ho homie stopped with the drama
And your on stage tonight the prima donna, and your decked out in balmain and prada
You gotta think rich to be rich, peep game this that real spit
All pearled up, stamped and sealed bitch
I mighta just cut the time in half between bein’ broke and thinkin’ backwards
To bein dope in a maybach (skrrt!)
Well tell me I ain’t seein ghosts
Might be playful but I’m faithful, if i wasn’t have your bitch in spit roast
Aim to rep the whole west coast, golden state till the curtains close
RIP the game ain’t found the body, ‘cause if you ain't the cream you don’t float
And i don’t suppose your IG poppin, yah, hit a pose, tryna
Be sick but try bein gross, you a spoonful im the double dose
Don’t quit kid, you’re so close, superpowers with the stoopid flow
Must be flour underneath they nose because they pushin’ daisies, I’m in sicko mode
[Chorus]
I’m just a shit talkin, skywalkin’
Rose tint glasses gawkin’
No cap, shadow stalkin’
Top dropped, livin’ dauntless
Show stop, high flossin’
Potency, make you nauseous
Overseas, make it poppin’
I’m just a shit talkin, skywalkin’
Rose tint glasses gawkin’
No cap, shadow stalkin’
Top dropped, livin’ dauntless
Show stop, high flossin’
Potency, make you nauseous
Overseas, make it poppin’
Lil bit louder now, so bright I can’t see the crowd
So high I’m lookin down‚ blowin’ the speakers out
Slow dancin in the rain‚ slow motion through the pain
Now I’m bangin hit the stage‚ locomotion on a wave
Let’s just face it, yuh, look at ya laces‚ bruh
You ain’t ready for the race! blastin’ into outer space!
I’ma supa-funky TV-smashin party-crashin baby boomer bashin’
Booty crushin’ movie starrin’ rock star with the sports car in the boulevard
Like miami in the eighties, cruisin’ back we lazy baby
Pink sunsets with the avi’s, Tony Montana don’t play me
All vices on the table‚ writin’ myths and makin’ fables
Skunky punch up in the ladle, turn ya red as a tomato
Look at my jacket, puff it don’t pass it, instant classic, classy yet ratchet
Lyric gymnastic, green but I’m gassin’, can you imagine, all of the people, laughin!
Icon of the century, I could even share the recipe
But y’all ain't see how I stir the pot, pinchin’ out the spices round the clock
[Chorus]
I’m just a shit talkin, skywalkin’
Rose tint glasses gawkin’
No cap, shadow stalkin’
Top dropped, livin’ dauntless
Show stop, high flossin’
Potency, make you nauseous
Overseas, make it poppin’
[Post Chorus]
Master of the simulation, bonafide G.O.A.T. in meditation
Morpheus to your matrix, come to infiltrate your playlist, and I made it…
Yeah bitch i fuckin made it and life’s never been so amazing
So make it happen and stop waiting!
[Bridge]
You can’t prepare for this life shit, you just gotta start livin’. Bitch
[Verse 2]
Imagine that you wake up, with the shades up and the cake cut
Givin’ no fucks like the benz trucks in the driveway parked sideways
And your bank accounts got a few commas, and that ho homie stopped with the drama
And your on stage tonight the prima donna, and your decked out in balmain and prada
You gotta think rich to be rich, peep game this that real spit
All pearled up, stamped and sealed bitch
I mighta just cut the time in half between bein’ broke and thinkin’ backwards
To bein dope in a maybach (skrrt!)
Well tell me I ain’t seein ghosts
Might be playful but I’m faithful, if i wasn’t have your bitch in spit roast
Aim to rep the whole west coast, golden state till the curtains close
RIP the game ain’t found the body, ‘cause if you ain't the cream you don’t float
And i don’t suppose your IG poppin, yah, hit a pose, tryna
Be sick but try bein gross, you a spoonful im the double dose
Don’t quit kid, you’re so close, superpowers with the stoopid flow
Must be flour underneath they nose because they pushin’ daisies, I’m in sicko mode
[Chorus]
I’m just a shit talkin, skywalkin’
Rose tint glasses gawkin’
No cap, shadow stalkin’
Top dropped, livin’ dauntless
Show stop, high flossin’
Potency, make you nauseous
Overseas, make it poppin’
I’m just a shit talkin, skywalkin’
Rose tint glasses gawkin’
No cap, shadow stalkin’
Top dropped, livin’ dauntless
Show stop, high flossin’
Potency, make you nauseous
Overseas, make it poppin’
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