MEDALS lyrics

[Intro]
n*gga done bagged some fine ass sh*t (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She was bad as f*ck (Yeah, yeah)
Let's get it, let's go (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
And she a lil sloppy, she forgot her boyfriend in the picture (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Come on, come on (Yeah)
It's whatever (Come on, come on)

[Chorus]
Its whatever
Any weather, got no time for that b*tch on my schedule
Bro talk me up, make me seem like I'm better
Kick back in a Tessy, hotboxing with Bella
Take the vape to the lungs, now I'm coughing metals
Next day Imma take a flight out to Ella
She said "Give me a show", hoe this not Coachella
I promise you baby you not that special

[Verse]
My partners got extras
Ride with extended clip
Ride with Barettas
You call her Stephanie
I call her Headphanie
She run the top while I countin some cheddar
She'll up the fye for me, I said "Hoe you better"
And the way that she top me
So smart she so clever
Had the panties type drippin' by time that I met her
And lil shawty know I go first I need gold medal
pus*y we off his top we gon pop sh*t like kettle
Mob sh*t, need a boss b*tch no I can't stop
Ah sh*t, hit up Boston, I'm tryna rock
Moshpit, pull up rock sh*t, his sh*t get dropped
Slide through tryna confiscate all your box
Hit the bar I want casa on the rocks
I'm a shark, b*tch, I only want the jaws
No squad, let's go three-man on these broads
The life I'm living always fanaticized
We poppin' out the cut bih like surprise
Huh, boy don't try that sh*t you wasting time
Huh, hoe you better off bagging my fries
Got that hot sh*t touching his side
If you play then you lay then you fly
I step out the house fly, I don't even try
f*ck your daughter, well b*tch she ain't mine
Go band for band, f*ck it, let's go band for band
f*ck what these n*ggas be saying
She in Atlanta, my di*k curve just like banana
I swear that b*tch is a ten
Count up some fetty
Cheddar on cheddar on cheddar
We put some cheddar on his head
Stuff it and roll it, huh
This sh*t got me rollin
No more am I seeing red
[Chorus]
It's whatever
Any weather, got no time for that b*tch on my schedule
Bro talk me up, make me seem like I'm better
Kick back in a Tessy, hotboxing with Bella
Take the vape to the lungs, now I'm coughing metals
Next day Imma take a flight out to Ella
She said "Give me a show", hoe this not Coachella
I promise you baby you not that special

[Outro]
Damn- Damn, son
My partners got extras
Ride with extended clip
Ride with Barettas
You call her Stephanie (Look mom, I'm in YVNGXWORLD)
I call her Headphanie
She run the top while I count up some cheddar
She'll up the fye for me, I said "Hoe you better"
And the way that she top me
So smart she so cle-
Had the panties type drippin' by time that I me-
And lil shawty know I go first I need gold med- medal
We off his top we gon pop sh*t like kettle
Mob sh*t, need a boss b*tch no I can't stop- stop
Ah, hit up Boston, I'm tryna rock- rock
Pull up rock sh*t, his sh*t get dropped
Slide through tryna confiscate all your box
Hit the bar I want casa on the rocks
I'm a shark, b*tch- b*tch, I only want the jaws
No squad, let's go three-man on these broads
The life I'm living always fanaticized
We poppin' out the cut b*tch like surprise