Let me say some sh** right quick
Let me talk right quick. Yo
[Verse 1: Boycott]
Smooveness, let me hit you with some smoove sh**
Wrote this in a couple of minutes so let me do this
Black and white n***a like blues music and cool whip
Who this dude with no crew acting foolish?
Y'all clueless. Hitting on ya broad like a Louisville
Left field, homerun, I just dont know who to feel
Pay the bills, haters still want to keep a gun concealed
For the fun of it we run it and keep it three hundred mill
'Til I make a hundred mill. Imma push the limits see
Chillin drinking pina colladas out in the Philippine's
Who real as me? Hennessy, you the only ten I see
No benefits of living in this city where them n***as be
Dumping. But they ain't in relationships
They go and f** your sister then make an attempt to take to your b**h
Take your pic, print it on a shirt, n***a rest in peace
Your sister and her fatherless baby gon' read eulogies
[Mike Wallace]
"You don't have that problem."
[Verse 2: Boycott]
Second verse, second hearse, n***as getting bitter
You get rolled up like windows in the winter
Im the center of attention trying not to be a sinner so
I won't f** your girl I'll just take her out to dinner n***a
Who said Boycott ain't a winner?
They'll prolly be the same one scared to say the N-word
Look at my wrist and see a blizzard
I'm sippin on some sizzurp, girl tell me whats for dessert
I'm tryna be the one that n***as pay to see
Cater to your table with this waitor flow, making cheese
Smokey the bear would be really pissed cause we blazing trees
Tell me what you know about Pine Street, making beats
4th street, writing rhymes, hope to see some dollar signs
Yeah I'm acting out of line, balling like I'm out of time
Oh, you thought new school ran 2K-12?
Well heres 2 AK's in your face n***a, Columbine