Equilibrium

Yeah, yeah, G Herbo What's the deal, Herb? Mike Amiri master, bitch, I'm fancier than Squilliam Fuck a body shot, we aimin' at his equilibrium I'm just chillin' with my millis waitin' 'til the billis come What area I'm from? Bitch, 51 Quarter after quarter, stuffin' 'Woods, I got hippy lungs Swervin' tryna scale it, he got shorted 'cause my digi' jumped Sick, they see me ballin', tryna double team and rip me up Sick, they see me ballin', tryna knock me off my pivot You ain't gotta a whip, what's in my pocket could've bought a Civic You ain't even in my shoes, I barely talk to critics Same motherfuckers try to shoot the ball and miss it High as hell, I turn the TV on and let it watch me Me, myself and I, shit, I'm feelin' like the top three Blessing after blessing, cameras Godspeed How you call yourself the G.O.A.T? Bitch, stop, please How you call yourself the G.O.A.T but you not me? Spot like H&M, fiends pull up just to cop jeans M30's, they'll turn to zombies when they pop peas Herbo in some brand new Fazos, shit, you know my carpets clean (clean) Swervo Mike Amiri master, bitch, I'm fancier than Squilliam Fuck a body shot, we aimin' at his equilibrium I'm just chillin' with my millis waitin' 'til the billis come We don't talk to cops, we don't cop pleas Soon as we hit they block, it's already cock squeeze I don't fuck with rats 'cause I got a lot of cheese Way I'm stuntin', I don't care 'bout what she want, I'm what a bitch need Billion dollar mouth, I'm smokin' Runtz so that's a K a blunt Switch out hoes and give 'em what they want, that's fifty K a month If you know me, I'm a humble beast, so it's okay to stunt At eighteen, I had a hundred pounds, so it was okay to front I rose from the mud now I'm rich Yeah, I'm lit, bitch, but if this shit go bad, is you gon' switch? It was a blood bath now I rock blood diamonds, went legit And my lil' blood bad, all they want is a big ol' bag and another switch Half a million, that's my kit Gotta protect my ice but I been totin' pipes since I was a jit So that really don't mean shit And I'm a suspect to a vic', ain't no respect for a snitch Raise the scoreboard, we down bad, just up that and it's a upset I hate when niggas be talkin' on the net like he gon' step but can't even walk Can't give him a thought, ain't even a threat He tried to run, you know we hawked him White chalk, you know we caught him 3D, you know we saw him Friday the 13th, know it's Autumn, ayy (G Herbo) Mike Amiri master, bitch, I'm fancier than Squilliam Fuck a body shot, we aimin' at his equilibrium I'm just chillin' with my millis waitin' 'til the billis come Gotta be alone Walkin' solo with my chrome, on my way home Days, weeks, feelin' weak, had to stay strong Facin' trauma on my own, baby, how you say I'm wrong? Money always on my phone, baby, I can't stay, I'm gone Left the streets but I put all my pain inside my songs You know what I'm on