Ref Songtext

Yeah, somebody gеt my bail, yeah, this not show and tell, yeah
I got sticks, don't tell, yeah, fuck the clientele, yeah
Way too many pounds, yeah, pounds goin' around carousel, uh
This shit trim, yeah, uh, yeah, this shit trim, yeah
This shit trim, fucked around and broke the rim
They said I've been goin' ill, some say I've been goin' ham
House cost too much, oh damn, bitch, got another M, yeah (Boop-boop, boop-boop-boop-boop)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)

I’m gon’ be the best, I won't end up like the rest, yeah
I got stripes on my chest like a ref, jump out, yeah
I got stripes, I got stripes like a ref, like a ref
Brand-new MAC, brand-new ’Vette, brand-new ho, brand-new TEC
Brand-new ho, yeah, I done came in with it on my hip
Balenci' pants, big as hell, yeah, yeah, yeah
I can't listen, you can go to hell, yeah, yeah, yeah

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)