Verse:

Yo, lil homie who you getting cash from?
Took you off the planet holding you for ransom
Off the block looking at the grand sun
Got a lot of sons but you is a grand one
Not straight why you flirting with meeee
I know the body sexyyyy but it’s only for he
Quavo nigga think he for keeps
Take him back the store and i keep a receipt
Body incredible
Body is edible
High like a edible
Counting a decimal
Pray to me like gods in the ‘rari
Switching lanes frank ocean novacane
I’m the one to blame
Bryson tiller made an exchange
Bedded in his brain
I’m a villain
Wait a supervillain
Make a super killing
Bitches gimmicks
Imma gimmick killer
Make ‘em go repent it
Body good any hood
Pop the trunk or the hood
They want smoke imma grab em
Like the grabba with the wood
Real shit
Niggas kill in the hood that i’m from
And we black so you know we killing triple double dumb
And the ice on the chain make a nigga see the sun
Imma go getter go and my shit and then i’m done
This that sleezy shit nigga don’t get comfortable
Push you off a cliff and ian talking bout a Huxtable
Don’t make me call my brother yeah the one who never fucked with you
The only reason that you getting bitches cause i fucked with you

The body good the block good
My mama good Meagan good
Meghan knees good
And we knew Barack Obama would
If they lost imma guide em where they meant to go
Bitches hating cause i’m on the center of they centerfold

HOOK:
Big G’s and we smoke a lot of wood
Big G’s and we smoke a lot of good shit
Big G’s and we smoke a lot of wood
Smoking on yo hood
Smoking on your good shit

Big G’s and we smoke a lot of wood
Big G’s and we smoke a lot of good shit
Big G’s and we smoke a lot of wood
Smoking on yo hood
Smoking on your good shit


And as i dive in these waters i..
I realize what my purpose in life was
It was to inspire
You know i look at my people and I see me
They know me they feel me it’s all in me

Verse:
It’s hats off
It’s wax off
My niggas blow your flag off
You straight? and you beefing with a gay?
That’s a fag off
I never take my mag off
You niggas getting bullets
Ain’t no safety option
Looking for her nigga but i took em
Ima cook em
Get the pan
Get the bands
And i flip em
Like a flipper
Gucci slippers
Gucci slides
Gucci denim
Ain’t no feelings fuck a nigga
City girl six figures
Penthouse living
Sugar daddy optional, it’s prodigal
Taking niggas money and i spent it like your mama do
Bitches sleeping on me they be living in pajamas too
Got a hood nigga but he living in Bahamas too
Bitches wanna beef but never pull up at the rendezvous
The mask of a demon nigga
Make you right yo reasons nigga
I be in reality
I don’t fuck with you dreaming niggas
Yeah my wrist is colddd
You can say that shit anemic nigga
Like i’m Jean gray
Spitting fire like a phoenix nigga

The body good the block good
My mama good Meagan good
Meghan knees good
And we knew Barack Obama would
If they lost imma guide em where they meant to go
Bitches hating cause i’m on the center of they centerfold

HOOK:
Big G’s and we smoke a lot of wood
Big G’s and we smoke a lot of good shit
Big G’s and we smoke a lot of wood
Smoking on yo hood
Smoking on your good shit

Big G’s and we smoke a lot of wood
Big G’s and we smoke a lot of good shit
Big G’s and we smoke a lot of wood
Smoking on yo hood
Smoking on your good shit