Chance the Rapper — Chance The Rapper Vibin With Einer Bankz At Coachella

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Mm) Yeah, yeah Yah (yah) [Verse] Lazy male Complainin' 'bout how high school he could But his ACL Aye, [?] You're my daddy, how You just a uncle from ATL You better take out that trash Boy, get your big Grown ass on Old ass on Broke ass drinkin' up all the milk But can't do no laundry EHarmony romance on Watch your tone, folk Talkin' to grown folk Yeah, get that bass out your voice You was soundin' like Tone Loc Now watch how I move Different chapters Decision's mission Visit pastors Everybody finally can say it out loud Your favorite rapper a Christian rapper And I got faith in my fate In my soul, in my tape In the cape, in the drape From out West to the lake Then cover his face like a Bape And I hate when I wait Never come late Tobacco back Rolls To bus seat back rows To black boy black Rolls Black Rolls Men grow just as surely as mountain's peak And plateaus plateau, you know what I mean? You just a grown ass kid Who the fuck you think you is The sun is only halfway up You still ain't come out your crib You just a grown ass boy Get up out o' here with all that noise You still ain't come out your crib