"Telegram" lyrics

What's the play?
I get high 'bout everyday
What's the play?
I get high 'bout everyday

What's the play? (If you not Ballhog, then die)
I get high 'bout everyday
Before you cross the street, better look both ways
Keep that fire right by my waist
This bitch, she want her a taste
Told that freaky ho to wait
I don't go on dates
I just grab that pape'
I get drank off Telegram
Walk inside the mall and drop a ten-ten-ten
This ho think that I'm her man
She only know me on Instagram
This bitch wanna hold my hand, we can't
We is not 4L
I got them packs just hit my Zelle
If they play with gang, we give 'em hell
Smoking za', when I walk by they like, "What's that smell?"
Knew I was the one when I had dropped Prevail
If they book my twin, I'll post his bail
She want me again, that ship has sailed
They say I'm underground like Harriet
Brand new Glock, can't wait to carry it
Try to strike, we'll parry it
Miss my cousin, damn, why we bury him?
My plug white, he Aryan
Your hoe smell like fish, she pescatarian
I get green like vegetarian
Dunk on him like Larry Nance
I geek up like smarty pants
She throw that ass on me, this bitch got turbulence
If I up my Glock, that boy gon' wince
Brand new whip, you see my tints
Brand new bitch with big-ass tits
Brand new za', I lost my wits
Sipping drank, spilled on my kicks