| 11:07a |
I been droppin' out of helicopters, hoppin' out of buses
Dropped like 20 on a pinky ring, my stacks sure got a muscles
And my words are like a skeleton, my keychain made in Brussels
I got diamonds on my telephone, you know that Lean done hustled
Neck filled with rose gold, it look like a logo
Hanging like the old folks, icy like the North Pole
Live my life in slow-mo, happy when I'm solo
Sun hotter than Togo, my zone is a no go |