[Verse 1] Levis, Leggings, Cargos, Crosses Never be out here slipping when Im chilling out with a crayfish No Mackintosh like I lost it you quash this These bittys thought I had lost it but I bossed my synopsis man you stop it Im with my mosh pit tell your man that he better stop it Cause we roll round him with them lights have the little homie thinking we saucers Scratch that baby be marvolice cause the opposite you put your shoe strings in your Jordans No creases in my thesis of you season is or where your beast is now lets go Man you crazy these weak flows cant tame me That bitty bad like a Asian and my Fro big like its the 80s Now thats nonsense how this bitty bad with a good conscience An a body that will have a homie mind flip and have em seeing doubles like bad glasses
bitty, marvolice, crayfish, quash, mackintosh