Im sippin, over a hundred degrees
Posted with my boys, sippin Hennessey
Im trippin, shawty down on her knees
Everything will be okay, Im feeling good in the breeze
I get it lit man, you know we overseas
Fly to Dubai, well be back in a week
Feelin like a hitman, you will barely see me
Im gone in the wind, hiding in the streets
Yeah, Im sippin, yeah, Im sippin lean
On the highway, hope I dont fall asleep
If she trippin and she steady callin me
She callin my phone and she buggin me
Yeah, she trippin, yeah, Im doin these shows
Im rockin these shows and I cant come home
She said she miss me, baby, Im overseas
In the studio workin with Yung Lean
 And Im smokin weed
Two bad bitches and they right with me
Its me and Yung Lean in the bloody ting
4CG, KuKu Gang we overseas
Im sippin, over a hundred degrees
Posted with my boys, sippin Hennessey
Im trippin, shawty down on her knees
Everything will be okay, Im feeling good in the breeze
I get it lit man, you know we overseas
Fly to Dubai, well be back in a week
Feelin like a hitman, you will barely see me
Im gone in the wind, hiding in the streets
I just popped a hydro pill, Im bout to lose my mind
You be watchin every step, bitin on my style
Why you making music? Man, you out here wasting time
Watchin all my videos and biting all my rhymes
Air Force 1’s so green, look just like lime
Thaiboy Goon just poured a four and we about to fly
Runnin round the airport with money on my line
Yung Leandoer dont give a fuck about the fame
Im your girlfriends favourite rapper
All these other boys, they lame
SBE, 4CG the team, we switching lanes like, switching lanes
I had to go to rehab, they claimed that I was insane
Red roses in my bath, dont give a fuck about the game, bitch
Im sippin, over a hundred degrees
Posted with my boys, sippin Hennessey
Im trippin, shawty down on her knees
Everything will be okay, Im feeling good in the breeze
I get it lit man, you know we overseas
Fly to Dubai, well be back in a week
Feelin like a hitman, you will barely see me
Im gone in the wind, hiding in the streets
Im sippin, over a hundred degrees
Posted with my boys, sippin Hennessey
Im trippin, shawty down on her knees
Everything will be okay, Im feeling good in the breeze
I get it lit man, you know we overseas
Fly to Dubai, well be back in a week
Feelin like a hitman, you will barely see me
Im gone in the wind, hiding in the streets
Ill give you love instantly