CHANTÉ

The boys here forever making noise, I'm hella clever

Hippie smoking weed, I'm making music, not from Denver

When it rains, it pours, I got umbrellas for the weather

Jacket in the trunk, I'm talking puffers, not the leather

When I go to sleep, I lay on pillows filled with feathers

When I hit the stu, I'm always repping my four letters

CRC, The pimp and eight times collecting cheddar

Rolling loud, we coming and, we'll do a double header

Humbly, I'm better than everything you always planned to be

I'm planting up my seed in my baby gon' need a plan for B