text: I might just add a verse for no reason, fuck it
  Ayo
  I sit in my garden and play Stevie Wonder
  And get foot massages while Clancy talk numbers
  He threw me some game and I swear I wont fumble
  Might cop me a Bronco to ride for the summer
  Marni the trousers, tell Risso to holla
  The carnival sell out, the stadium Dodger
  Cut off some homies, but Taco my brodie
  Until he score millions, I wont leave the goalie
  Pass em the mittens, he never betrayed me
  The E30 sitting, the LT my daily
  The engine is stupid, I drive like a tutor
  When I move, it moves, the transmission like Luda
  Ketchup like packets, my new nigga pretty
  Your new bitch is tacky like Busta Rhymes jackets
  Want smoke? I can match it, that second-hand action
  We exhale you inhale and asthma attack
  Teeing off, niggas nauseous as fuck
  Fuck you thought? Bitch, its GOLF
  Brand new whip got no keys
  Tailor my clothes, no starch, please
  Soon as I nut, you can gon leave
  Got Ms in the bank, like: Yes, indeed
  This shit going crazy, I swear I go crazy
  I never met him but man shout out Lil Baby
  We running the thing gibberish I just ran out of words