Rich The Kid - Like Yoga

[Intro: Rich The Kid]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Realest)
[?]
Huh, ooh
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Niggas ain't fucking with me
Who made him wanna be a boss and ride in the beat?
The truth with a capital T
All these young niggas wearing Plain Janes 'cause of me
I dance on the beat like Michael (Michael)
Crash in the bitch, need [?] ([?])
Need a crib at MIA, oh (Yeah)
[?] on me, that's a [?]
In Atlanta, I had a lil' condo (Condo)
Know I keep me a nine like Rondo (Grrah)
Know I had to get rich like pronto (Pronto)
When you say it, your ass better lay low (Lay low)
Now I [?] with a Faygo (Yeah)
I see through 'em like a bagel (Bagel)
Pockets looking [?]
Bust in it like a Draco (Draco)
[?]
I just might need a shrink
All these racks on me, I'ma need a brick
I'ma need a honey
Meal for the label (Label)
Throwin' up these hundreds
She gon' need a raincoat
Round of applause, how she clap it
Thought she a dancer, but she a actress
Hit on the couch, not the mattress (Mattress)
All of my watches, they factory (Factory)
I know you ain't workin' as hard as me (No)
These niggas be hatin' because it's free (Hatin')
Your bitch, she callin', she one of these (Your bih)
Really, she like me 'cause I'm a G