Day off I'm out in Kyoto, I'm hitting the 7-Eleven (Ricebox) White girl talk about payphones they ain't have those since 2011 (You're wrong) Told me lower my aura I don't know how I'm taking a lesson (You don't) Fuck with me in Japan play three shows they throwing they hands
Uh huh I'm in Kyoto with Yoshi, I'm tryna see what it's bout I got a shorty, she got a shorty I'm tryna keep count Record label label hit me up they tryna give me a couple thou' I don't like talking to haters I'm good at reading they mouths
Look Flyin from city to city WHATMORE up in the cut Feelin' like I'm on a mission, windows tinted yeah we all on the run Who got the game on hold? Who on the board like tic tac toe I know it's me, my brother, it's him my brothers, it's us, it's us mm mm mm
All these pretty girls love me like a pair of white Nikes And she playing my guitar and singing all my songs All you haters got no taste Yoshi T, fuck yo' taste An I'm sayin' free Tay-K WHATMORE finna go run the race