YO
HIS PALMS ARE SWEATY, HANDS WEAK, BAGS ARE HEAVY
BOLLINGER BANDS ARE TIGHTENING ALREADY, MOM'S SPAGHETTI
HE'S NERVOUS, BUT ON THE SURFACE HE LOOKS CALM AND READY
TO SELL LOW, BUT HE KEEPS ON FORGETTIN'
WHAT HE WROTE DOWN, THE TROLLBOX GOES SO LOUD
HE SELLS ALL NOW, BUT THE ORDER WON'T COME OUT
HE'S CHOKIN', HOW, EVERYBODY'S JOKIN' NOW
THE WHALES CASH OUT, PUMP IS OVER, BLAOW!
SNAP BACK TO REALITY, OH THERE GOES RDD
OH, THERE GOES SIA, HE CHOKED
HE'S SO MAD, BUT HE WON'T GIVE UP THAT EASY? NO
HE WON'T HAVE IT, HE KNOWS HE WILL HANG ON THIS ROPE
IT DON'T MATTER, HE'S DOPE, HE KNOWS THAT, BUT HE'S BROKE
HE'S SO KEKED THAT HE KNOWS, WHEN HE GOES BACK TO HIS 'FOLIO, THAT'S WHEN ITS
BACK TO KNEEPADS AGAIN YO, THIS WHOLE RHAPSODY
HE BETTER GO CAPTURE THIS MOMENT AND HOPE IT DON'T PASS HIM
YOU BETTER LOSE YOURSELF IN THE MOONING, THE MOMENT
YOU HODL IT, YOU BETTER NEVER LET IT GO
YOU ONLY GET ONE DIP, DO NOT MISS YOUR CHANCE TO BLOW
THIS OPPORTUNITY COMES ONCE IN A LIFETIME
