Aye, pass me a whatchamacallit
Told that bitch whatchamacalla
She ask a nigga whatchamacall that shit
Load em, let em, hold em
Smoking, poured up
Fry ‘em, he holdin’
Im gloing, you know it
Im blowing a four fifth
Got 18 shots in it
That fuckboy can hold em
Ill get some more and Ill do it over
I fucked ya hoe, Im sorry didnt know that you want her
His bitch a whatchamacalla
My watch how muchamacalla
She dont like Chief Sosa cause he pulled up in that whatchamacalla
My plug just came through with the lean
It got me moving all slow, doing retarded things
50 thousand dollars up in my Robin jeans
Let a nigga try to take it, smoke his ass like I am barbecuing
I got my chopper with me
So thats like a hundred shots with me
Got a fat ass Glock for this fat ass guap like I got Chop with me
I aint never going broke Im so used to winnin bitch, no lottery
Steady say you getting money but you aint, making my head hurt, stop it please
I see 1s and 5s, I see a lot of things
Cant wife that thot, wanna know what my momma think
Cause of that karma thing, I got my gun with me
We come through and we send shots at your tip top with this big Glock
Knock that nigga head off, he tried to take my wrist watch
Hoes call me Big Papa, all eyes on me, call me Lil Pac
Boy you got that old ass car, that aint no damn push start
Load em, let em, hold em
Smoking, poured up
Fry ‘em, he holdin’
Im gloing, you know it
Im blowing a four fifth
Got 18 shots in it
That fuckboy can hold em
Ill get some more and Ill do it over
I fucked ya hoe, Im sorry didnt know that you want her
His bitch a whatchamacalla
My watch how muchamacalla
She dont like Chief Sosa cause he pulled up in that whatchamacalla