You are not Lil Tay-K, so please stop tryna be I
Been knowing some OGs since I was knee-high
Y'all seem like Beyoncé, but in Sting, you like a bee, huh
We gon' catch you lackin' in the streets, piss then pee fly
Steppin' in some new Balenciagas, got no crease line
Middle finger with no bitch, turn her to a pizza
Get it? 'Cause her feet high
I fuck her with a, turn her to a cream pie
I love her for no reason, kinda wish I could rewind
We was in the jungle, we was just beefin' by the feline
Act like a chicken, you get deep fried
I don't see nothing but big numbers, I got weak eyes
My bitch love to gossip to me, she say
I bought her a pink pocket rocket, she gon' pack a
Pick up your princess, this a California queen size
Your sister bad, but I'm a
Don't listen too close, it's gon' be a obstacle
Used to clutch a mop, it would pull as big as popsicles
N***a say he robbed Lil Tay-K, impossible
I-I look like the leak, but the illusion is optical
Niggas know I keep that fucking chopper like a hospital
You being a problem is probably improbable
And highly unlogical
you just like a lizard from the Galapagos

If I take you to the Galapagos
Where you lost your soul, somewhere off the coast
You wonder who you are, and challenge how you move
And what's possible when you're far from home