I get all up on the beat ya
Cortez all up on my feet ya

I don't want none of that weak shit no more, get that outta here, lets start this again

Call this urban rodeo, I'm cooking beats like its roast city
Walking through the streets I'm all alone like this place was a ghost city
I got no one else but myself now, I ain't playing with none of y'all
Coming round with that fake shit you know by now I shun it all

Like step step, now you ain't getting away, I only care if you're getting me paid
I needa get myself down to the bay, you getting clocked if I end up delayed
I'm bound to swerve if you drive in my way, shoot at your crib like this shit was a raid
Run on inside just to get witchya bae, boy she told me that you been being played yea

Yo some people were saying all I do is lofi
All I do is boom bap, all I do is that old school,
Y'know, tired old style they said
Oh you always emotional, y'know
Lemme show em a little something different
Let's get back in this put the beat back on, ay

Sorry not sorry like Tiller, yea, GTR whip like Godzilla, yea
Your shit ain't making Spinrilla, even tho you wanna claim that you triller
Sold you a beat, but alone it sound realer, I'm making money just like a drug dealer
Then fly to Japan just to hang with a skrippa, them yakuza homies they think I'm a killer, yea

I'm moving smooth like katana, your girlfriend is just like Cortana, shawty ain't real and I know you a goner
I might just fly all the way on out to Ghana, and make sure my shawty is looking like Lana
Thinking that you hot cuz you got a cosign, get up off my block if you ain't gon buy
Boy you ain't allowed around me or mine, try to fuck with me that ain't gon fly

Yeah this part 2 you heard?
I told y'all it was gonna be different, I don't wanna hear nobody complaining about it
You get whatchu ask for
[RE]FORM 2017 we out here
New York