My Style

Woah

Yeah

Yeah, yeah

Smokedope

Yeah, yeah

Smokedope, it's THE COMEUP, baby, it's THE COMEUP

Ran off wit' yo' bitch, I did two-hundred on the dash

Bought her a Prada bag (Vroom)

Hella cash, got blue bills like Benji

Don't you diss me, I'm gon' spaz (Gla, gla, gla)

Italian belt, this shit is Fendi, like my grades (Yeah, yeah)

A double-F, I skipped class, so fuckin' many (Smokedope)

And I'm with yo' girl and she top me down (Top me down)

On the sofa rollin' blunts

Ho, we like to lounge (Rollin' blunts, rollin' blunts, rollin' blunts)

I call her my hat, she high off the ground

Colon parentheses, she the type to frown

Got my person, place, and thing, turn him to a noun (To a noun)

Why you trippin' out? (Trippin' out?)

Goin' wild cause I ran off with yo' shit, I did the mile

Flexin' OD like Brock Lesnar, drunk drive into a pile

They done stole my swag already, please ho, don't steal my style

Sleepwalk to the Aston Martin

Hop in, I'm push-startin' (Yeah)

Take Ls, I ain't takin' losses (Yeah)

Me and Bart, we the fuckin' bosses

Walk down with A-R-P-ski

Pipe down when you around me

Don't talk, I'on wanna hear you

Don't peep what's in the rearview (Smoke, Smokedope, yeah)

Like my future, it's such a clear view, yeah (Smokedope)

Yeah, it's such a clear view, yeah (Smokedope)

Bitch, it's such a clear view (Smokedope)

And I'm with yo' girl and she top me down

On the sofa rollin' blunts

Ho, we like to lounge (Lounge)

I call her my hat, she high off the ground

Colon parentheses, she the type to frown

Got my person, place, and thing, turn him to a noun

Why you trippin' out?

Goin' wild cause I ran off with yo' shit, I did the mile

Flexin' OD like Brock Lesnar, drunk drive into a pile

They done stole my swag already, please ho, don't steal my style

But please, ho, don't steal my style (Don't steal my style)

Please, ho, don't steal my style (Please, ho, don't steal my style)

Yeah, yeah, don't steal my style (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah, don't you steal that, don't you steal that

Woah, yuh, woah, yuh

Bitch, I'm blowin' up, yeah (Yeah, ya, ya, oh, oh)

Come down, bruh

Bitch, I come up, bruh

Then I come down, yeah