Текст песни Unfuckwitable - Rylo Rodriguez

(AyJay on the track, so you know I say)

I'm a 90's baby, I came up drinkin' Act', I don't sip no Par
2023, bro, get in line, there's a wait list on this car
Wait list on this h-, I give her back, she asked me about a check
I'm NFL lit, just like Sauce Gardner, I hit the h- and jet

Coulda been a realtor, got a couple houses round my neck
N- pillow talking, know you tired of yawning, go get your rest
Real brick baby, Section 8, my cousins WIC babies
I'm a 'Bama boy, I'm thinking about startin' a label with Nick Saban

Say I'm in a room with a b-, and that h- don't wan' fuck
Like a player, I'ma call me a s-, and hit it in front of her
Fo' sho', you know my earring cost a hunnid
Your plans of playing me, you need to cancel the sh- like Donda

Give the h- a Plan B, you ain't finna be my baby momma
Oh, you geeked still?
Day one's only, I ain't came in with no new n-, hold your feet still
The man, but he can't duck a taco, wanna beef still
I still ain't signed to a major label yet, I need six mill'

Can't run from no switches even if he zigzags
Money on my head, I double that and put that back on your lil'-
Took a Tesla in the Tesla, the car can't get gas
No makeup, still a ten, I can't believe the lil' h- this bad

220 on the Redeye, I can't believe the car go this fast
Soon as they see that you a lil' happy, then they get big mad
Free the bros, they had got booked for playing the cards that they was dealt
I'm from where we puttin' out shirts to stand on cars
Got to Neimans, don't tell me thank you, say you sorry
Me and bro'nem just were horseplayin', now we pull in a Ferrari

(Twysted Genius baby)

On a bus, he had got bust, shit too hot for the Mega
Lil' bro fly and he be trapping, he know how to get them h- through Delta
Really green, but I had your pockets in the red, I don't know if you let her
F- you mean? I don't care if he a teen, he still get hit with fillings
In the game, I done seen a vet get took out by a rookie

You ain't got no aim, n- spinned on you and mistakenly sh- your brother
She f- pregnant, I gave her abortion money when I know I used a rubber
From the 'jects, where you rob your bro and you better not tell your mother
For the jet, I'ma send that lil' h- right there through American
This ain't that, her time of the month, won't go in if I see blood
This ain't whack, the candy will still float to the bottom like it's mud, he think it's Act

Everybody on my payroll turnt, and I call my bluff if you try me
I live just like Travis Scott, I'm piping up my Kylie
Go shop in Prada, baby, mix it with the wham, put it in the Grabba Leaf
He living, don't get no paper, he'd rather go catch a -

Oh, he think he bad? Lil' bro been in that field so long, I think he lost a knee pad
One opp -, that ain't enough, still incomplete, he hit up the repass
Bro know it ain't no snow down in the South, still rock the ski mask
The hardest worker had bows inside the couch and had Desert Eagle

When you floor it, pedal to the metal
Bulletproof the Trackhawk, you know they say birds flock together
He got sh- and can't walk, therapy getting his nerves back together
She clean up real nice, she in her bag, she got every pair of Bottega

H-, you playin', she brought her sleeping bag
Wanna n- call up a black truck, she ain't staying
Been a few years since I coughed, I'm pouring mud with my bro, me, and Dann
Know your stylist'll probably faint if I deactivate my 'Gram
They tryna see who dress, go tell em free lil' Jeff

Left his a- at the light, money for a member, it should be no turn
We got the traffic light inside the driveway when I'm rockin' Goyard
12 hit the spot, took him to the station, now he ain't got no charge
You a whole rat, but his block ain't got no morals, you still a dope boy