Ayy
Ayy, Mike Will
Fuck should we do wit these niggas, man?
Okay, okay, put him in the trunk 
Put him in the forest, change his name to Gump 
Soon as I let the window down, you gon smell the skunk 
Legendary, write my name in Rosetta Stone 
Yeah, you got a chain, but you a punk 
Yeah, I got a pump, Ill let it rock like punk 
Four pair of triple Ss, bitch, you gettin stomped 
Speedin in the foreign, pockets holdin all the humps
Young rich homie, but I dont know that nigga Quan 
Neck on lagoon, boy, your shit be on pond 
Snakes in the grass when we stompin on the lawn 
Been a bad boy, bitch, I feel like Martin Lawrence
And Im gettin head in a foreign, where Im goin? 
Gettin a massage in a foreign while Im drivin 
All black truck, that bitch look like Im hidin
Took her to the hood and she mumbled, Niggas savage 
Nigga, get a farm and get some cabbage 
Nigga, get a farm and get some cabbage 
Nigga, get a farm and get some cabbage 
Nigga, get a farm and get some cabbage 
I be trying to break my bad habits 
Diamonds singin on a bitch like Lenny Kravitz 
Put you to a end like some credits 
Chopper put you up like a status 
When I pull up, you know Im swaggin 
He actin like a killer, nigga braggin 
Somebody tell security, let the bag in 
Walk up in the club, get the backend 
They wont even know a nigga packin 
I might be high, but I aint lackin 
Flame a little blunt, dont stressin 
Gotta have the lead cause bitches sketchy 
Four years probation, judge petty 
Oh, you think you got me? Lets get it 
Knock, knock, knock, bitch, its FedEx 
They can read about you on Reddit 
Ill put your life on Amazon 
Hoppin out the Dawn like Ive been a don 
Niggas always sour like vinegar 
Im trying to fit five, six bitches in the car 
Im trying to fit five, six bitches in the car 
Niggas always sour like vinegar 
Im trying to fit five, six bitches in the car 
Bitch, Im on Saturn, bout to eat the moon 
She wont only eat the dick, the bitch will eat a shroom 
Spider webbin hoes, we gon need a broom
Its 12 AM, but you wont see the noon 
Bitch, Ive been a goon, I dont need a gun 
How you ride through my hood and you aint see the guns?
Make the stick breakdance, I dont need no tunes
Tell your bitch, Hey, baby, go in either room
Lets get it
Pull up to the county, tell em, Free the goons 
You always sad, Im watching fuckin sea bloom 
Tell em, Sip the red in the green room 
Crazy ass sandals at a cookout 
Security ass nigga, be a lookout
Where George at? Im slidin to the Bush house 
Act like I was east when it went south
Four piece on my neck, feel like Harolds 
Sosa, is you straight? Yeah, Im narrow 
Tell Robin Hood to sharpen up my arrows 
Have my bitch beat a bitch, red sparrow 
And Im havin more stripes than a shelltoe 
I be smokin more trees than a Timberland 
Hang him off a tree if I catch Zimmerman 
Let his ass die, bitch, fuck the ambulance 
Let his ass die, bitch, fuck the ER 
Ill drive a smart car through a street war 
Man, these niggas suckin dick for some PR, ayy 
You got a drum, I got a drum, lets have a beat war 
Blue jeans, gray jeans, lets have a jean war 
Nigga, you need to close your eyes, youve never seen war 
Man, Im fucked up, ridin with that Glock docked
Make the gang beat your ass, bitch, Im Papa Doc 
Squally ass nigga, nigga, you a copper cop 
When my locksmith pull up and pop a lock
Posed to cock and pop, pussy, but you popped and dropped 
And my son a fucking prince like he with Rap-A-Lot
Bang 
Bang 
Bang, bang 
Bang, bang, bang 
Yeah
Skrrt
Beat it
Cop
Squally
Pop it
And drop it