2019 Lyrics

I need to stay on my vision

Since 2019 bro I swear I been trippin

When I turn 19 we gon tear up in windsor

Y'all built up my pride like terrible christian

I push the whip I'm not there in the kitchen

Show bullets for proof that my girl is off limits

Three days in the booth still aware I'm not finished

Her ass betty crock she go (ding) when she finished

Brodie been finished for he started racing

I know I'm gon make it just sit and be patient

Y'all loving to hate but watch moves that I'm making

I heard his new song he my son think I trained him

Leave drip on the pavement

Don't know when the rain hit

I Passed him my blunt he accused that I laced it

His girl on my snap he's too pussy to face it

And you smoking mid theres no THC trace it

Checking this page you fake dms you shameless

Let jay keep it real we not even adjacent

My team full of stars now we gta wasted

I'm running shit up I don't know what a pace is

I'm running shit up I don't know how to stop it

My dad from detroit but his dad from the tropics

I told her my name and she asked can I pop it

I'll talk if we talking macroeconomics