[Verse]
Tutaman key throwing all of the money up
We don't do no orange bowl
Ball, let the money come
Money up
Baby I'll never f** the money up
Mighty gone
You don't wanna smoke with me, I'm mighty gone
What he on?
You will never know the sh** that I be on
Do my thang
Let me do my songs, I'll do my songs
Prove me right, every time I gotta prove a n***a wrong
King Kong
Choppa bouncing off a n***a body
Ping pong
Ching Chong
Chinese
Percocets
Deez strong
Ching Ching Chong
Smoke a whole mini van
Green bowl
He ain't grown
He stay at his momma house
Let him alone
Diddy Kong
You a little monkey, you get little money
Steal from me
I'll have a n***a pick yo kids up
Ribs crushed
Be halo tips filled yo b**h up
n***a
We don't give a f** about yo feelings
How you feeling?
Aye I heard y'all n***as squealing
He a snitch? Yeah
Use the choppa like a digimon
I got digi sk**s
I just broke a win
50 bail
Send em in the mail
Thank god I ain't in a cell
Let me make this sell
DBZ
Beat his a** like cell
We gone give him hell
Over anything, I would prevail
Me and young CL might just pull up in a new CL
Tag team surreal
f**ing b**hes
Getting high as hell
You look like you tell
I'm too real
Sense it off yo smell
n***a you a b**h
And yo momma is a old b**h
Son of a b**h
And yo daddy be on hoe sh**
Make em both flip
Then kick a n***a door b**h
Hit the floor
Yeah
Then show me where the dope at
You a doormat
Stomp a n***a till his fro flat
Where the hoes b**h
We gone f** em with the stove lit
I got dope dick
Make em sing like Keisha Cole b**h
Neck King Kong with this 40 unforgivable
You despicable
I'm a young fresh criminal
Let's get biblical
Treat my verses like a scripture n***a
I got holy water
Boy I'm done drinking that liquor n***a
Cause you with her n***a
That don't mean you really with her n***a
She on twitter n***a
Asking, begging me to hit her n***a
I'm like naw b**h
Plus I know you be with dog b**h
I'm a dog b**hes
Get that work and put that dog in her
I don't do no movies Skuba Steve ain't out here acting n***a
You be taxing n***as
Main reason I be wacking n***as
Put my mask on
Make that choppa take a nap on n***as
Shoot it till it's tired
Wake it up
Bring it back on n***as
Tired of smacking n***as
But if I got to, I'll smack a n***a
k** a pack of n***as
Brand new bricks from alpaca n***a
Aflacking n***a
Did insurance on my package n***a
I'm a savage n***a
21 don't gotta ask me nothing
Talk bout me, we coming
We gone pull up leave them ba*tards bloody
You ain't on my level
Don't even look at my alley n***a
You can dial a n***a
Grant him
Serve him d**h penalty n***a
Thin ice n***a
Shoot that b**h like I'm Glenn Rice
You got thin pipes
Boy you out here living thin life
Get yo grin right
Punch a n***a
Make his chin tight
You like kin right?
Why you with this FNN right?
k** yo kin right?
You wish this sh** would end right?
Get yo hands tights
Bullets tight as tight ends right?