Sweet Tea

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ándale, ándale, break yo' face then I sip on my sweet tea (Yeah, yeah) This is the sound of a century All of this shit complementary (Uh, uh) Crème Brûlée on my plate With the steak and the garnish it lookin' like mint leaf (Yeah, yeah) All white fit, look like Whitney (Yeah, yeah) Yo' fashion is looking real trendy (Huh, huh) My attitude rich, but I ride no Bentley, yeah (Huh, huh) I don't need no flex, 'cause I've already met me, huh (Huh, huh) When you say "Who's this?", better say it correctly (Huh, huh) 'Cause I ain't got time to be friendly We are not boys and we are not besties Speak on my name, then it could get messy Fuck out my way, I think I'm ascending I bring the pain, don't care who offended I know this song is sending a message End yo' career and call you a medic You look in the mirror to see who pathetic I've been a G.O.A.T, in fact, a legend You've been a hoe around my presence, peasant I do this a lot (Uh, yeah) So what makes you think I'ma flop? (Uh, yeah) Came to the track and I made it a bop (Uh, yeah) I chill in the back, but I came to the front (Uh, yeah) Doin' me dirty, I need me a mop Hella alive, unlockin' the lock Can't fuck with you guys, I'm chilling on top I'm doing this shit 'till it's my time to drop, bitch Yeah, huh, new me, new life You see, I might Go wild, sometimes, that's why they don't like Shit I do 'cause I don't think twice Feels right, why would I change mind? Fake minds don't understand mine, and still won't when this goes live Every bar a fucking gold mine, I don't even really gotta try All you rappers are a son of mine If you wanna hate, you can get in line Same shit 'till you're 45 Fuck you tryna say who I Am, fam, you ain't fucking my Dawg, bro, you ain't ride or die Don't spare your emotions Don't care 'bout the notions Waves come through the oceans Not trends or you posers!