(Verse 1 – Chance the Rapper)
I go full on when I rehearse, run it back like reverb
Wonder if they care how many cigarettes in each verse
Fee-fee on a feature, shaking like a seizure
Sounding like a seashell, wonder if I sell my t-shirt
My phone die twice a day, noodles in the microwave
It’s cool, I threw my life away and a ni**a towed my bike away
But now I’m welcome right away, LA was the hideaway
Lying in the jungle but you will not take my pride away
Run it back like reverse or a backward T-Shirt
Or a B with research but she put too much cheaters
Tuck and roll, tuck and roll, so many more blunts to fold
We is not the Huxtables, the tux is just to juxtapose
Tuck and roll, tuck and roll, it’s so many blunts to fold
We is not the Huxtables, the tux is just to juxtapose
Tuck and roll, tuck and roll, it’s so many blunts to fold
We is not the Huxtables, the tux is just to juxtapose
(Verse 2 – Supa Bwe)
Caught her in some low light
She got low tight
Speak up, these speakers loud like what I rolled right?
When you telling secrets, baby, I don’t wanna gossip
I might show you where the light goes
But I know where you go at night
I been stacking money on my tippy-toes
I’ll be stacking money til my ceiling grow, til the ceiling broke
Magic with the water and some talent, complicated potions
They call most of us ni**as thugs, all these propagated notions
Keep the light like matches, damn, damn, damn, damn
Aurora Borealis, damn, damn, damn, damn
I don’t talk to strangers, damn, damn, damn, damn
Cause that phony s**t contagious, damn, damn, damn, damn
Parlay with a ni**a like me
West side, chicken dinner, kisses with some iced tea, damn, damn, damn, damn
Uncle Remus if you with it, I’m a fool wit it
I’m too gifted, we too lifted like loose spirits
Chano you a fool wit it, damn, damn
Qari such a fool wit it, damn, damn
Hey I know where the light goes, damn, damn, damn
Yeah I know what to do with it, damn, damn, damn, damn
(Verse 3 – Chance The Rapper)
Supa you a fool wit it
Qari you a fool wit it
I could show you light glow
I know what to do with it, hey
Supa you a fool wit it, damn, damn, damn, damn
Cam you a fool wit it, damn, damn, damn, damn
Chano, I’m a fool wit it, damn, damn, damn, damn
I know what to do with it, damn, damn, damn, damn
No we don’t do not do snitching
No we don’t do fishing
Hit you with that new vision
Don’t know what to do with it
Pull up in that new vented
You would think that you invented
But you know that I do it different
Pull up with that new vision
Who is it?
