Appear (Feat. Yeat)

(Man, what the fuck going on, Maajins?)

Got off the phone, I was with my twizzy, we was movin' chickens
With these racks, you don't got no bones, you a vegetarian
Fat ass booty bitches, with my twin sharing this Karen
And these bitches really crazy
They gon' take lines off that Karen, bitch
I'm shittin' on all of y'all, gotta make it apparent, bitch
I'm seeing they ass fall off, you disappearing
With these racks, I'ma double up and make it disappear (yeah-yeah)
In a big ol', big ol' Tonka truck, I just ran over a deer

I want my diamonds dancing so I bought that bitch from Eliantte
Love the money, swear to god, I put my trust in all these hunnids
I got your bitch right in my bed
Bitch, don't make me catch a body (yeah-yeah)
I'm popping all the rocks, I fell in love with Percocet
I give that bitch some Percy-dick we having Perco-sex
Bitch, I'm shooting out the Tonka, baby boo, I'm CHUXXI Monster
Dr-dr-dropped out high school, I ain't never seen a college
AMG, got twenty-twos, why the fuck you think I'm cocky

Old head, doing nothing, drinking on some beer
In the crib, momma count this money, make that reappear
Hunnid-fifty's, rackie fitness, money counters, all I hear
If you ain't gon' drop a bag, then get yo' ass up outta' here
I'm so high off this Oxy, I bet I couldn't even steer
I feel like I'm up sideways, where'd you-where'd you get that molly?

I'ma put that Wock' up in my cup, don't put no Jolly
Yeah, the way she riding dick, just like you ride a trolley
I was in New York two years ago, I was at Barney's
I had Wock' up in my cup, this shit so purple, just like Barney
Feel like Pluto, feel like Uzi when I'm talking brand new Marni
I had money on me, baby, so come, come get it off me

Uh, uh, uh (ah), yeah-yeah
I wake up early mornin', bitch it's time to get the racks
They don't know I been one-hunnid up, I really get you wet
Get the Quarter-Pounder-Molly up then see how that bitch stack
Got my bitch outside, she running laps, sha'carri on the track
Don't rock Amiri', that shit silly, only rock the Saint Laurent
I put your bitch up in the kitchen and you know she shaking rocks

Got off the phone, I was with my twizzy, we was movin' chickens
With these racks, you don't got no bones, you a vegetarian
Fat ass booty bitches, with my twin sharing this Karen
And these bitches really crazy
They gon' take lines off that Karen, bitch
I'm shittin' on all of y'all, gotta make it apparent, bitch
I'm seeing they ass fall off, you disappearing
With these racks, I'ma double up and make it disappear (yeah-yeah)
In a big ol', big ol' Tonka truck, I just ran over a deer