What What (Rare) What (4Real) (Just go for it) Okay yea Whoa Whoa (feel me) I told my shawty ”Roll like 10 blunts for me” I told my shawty ”Roll like 10 blunts for me” I just told my homie “We gon’ match at 4:40” (Yah) I’m inhaling exotic It got my ki green, like Broly Yee I’m unlocking shit I got more keys than Bode Ain’t no time for tick tockin’ I’m gon’ bussdown the Rolie Keep my gadget tucker’d Foley Stick with me So you cannot control me Stick with me Walk ‘round with that Roshi Smokin’ a pack that’s green like Yoshi Mishu been that bitch I’m knowing Ain’t no bitch gon’ beat my Mokii Rare, boy you wick! You off of a sick one I just be flowing… I’m purely infinite, like afro Kobe Yo I’m runnin’ the lobby for real Not talking Zack and Cody I’m not even Moseby, nigga I’m Mr.Tipton I been put down the codeine And I don’t really like liquin Then how the hell you know what’s goin’ on If you ain’t lookin’ How the **** these niggas hate for real They don’t even know me … I feel like Chief Keef in 2013 Yo 4Real, no cap I been wanting to be me since I was 13 And on top of that Y’all been surfing my swag since 16 Now it’s time Get up out yo sleep No nap nigga Wake up (Stupid) It’s the first of the month I wash my face Brush my teeth Let my baby count up Just rolled my L Made my tea And asked the birdies what’s up I feel the grass beneath my feet And I stare at the sun Hollon, whoa Three too high Yea Three too high (I’m the one) Whoa Three too high (I’m the one) Yea Three too high Nigga, wake up Stare at the Sun These niggas in a mood I can’t help that I’m groovy I keep you in tune Just by doin’ what I’m doin’ Whoa I always got direction Bih this my movie Wake up … Stupid (wake up) It’s the first of the month I wash my face Brush my teeth Let my baby count up Just rolled my L Made my tea And asked the birdies what’s up I feel the grass beneath my feet And I stare at the sun