[Verse 1: Philip Bourne]
Take a picture yea this moment ain’t gon last forever
I got two twin bitches and they really clever
He done played himself he ain’t never make it ever
I need the crowd to split up do not get together
Where your mans at I don’t know why he be hiding
He got his pilots license okay that means he be flying
You sound ridiculous, why the hell should you be lying?
Yeah my necklace diamonds they definitely shining
You a good woman, I just want my hoes back
Hella rings walk around, you gon see the fucking plaques
PB got history, there’s a lot to unpack
Back in 04 I had 62 like TMac
[Verse 2: babyimi]
TMac? Is he talm bout Tommy Womack?
I’m at Verizon I’m just tryna get my phone back
Someone stole that shit, Future’s set, Rolling Loud
Man that really must’ve been an evil crowd!
Typical asian tryna make my parents proud
But this music shit I don’t think it’s working out
Did Abey make this beat? Ion know I’ll just rap on it
LA always tryna step bro we stomp on it
Why we playing norms? Queue comp right now
You could count on Philip Bourne to lay the pipe down
I’m just saying random shit like Gurtaj Brown
Can I get a ride bro I’m across town
Pitch my songs up dont like how my voice sound
But my friends say they like it so I never frown
Uh uhh uhhhh uhh