Pepe, day, day,
day, day
Ayy, Clay, Clay,
bae, baby Aight,
steppin' out
Okay, we don't go to the
rats I might have to go
to the pack
Goin' out the zone
My mom is always out
My mom is always at home
alone But we gotta step out
the zone
I might have to go to
the clone
Cloning myself for that dough I
ain't grindin', I might have to
grind
Get up the car
I
gotta go
to the Coco Co
Goin' out today,
gettin' that cake
Steppin' out the zone
Gotta go to the loan
Loan on
the soul Five out of five,
grab the floor Six,
forty-five, six,
six, seven, eight