Uh, take my keys and start it
Start it
[Jake Lambo]
Hold up wait a minute, how you feel lil' b**h?
You already know I'm finna k** this sh**
No Genre the Label, what the deal lil' b**h?
Playing with my money, I might k** that b**h
[Jaque Beats]
Imma k** that b**h, Imma euthanize
We all at the funeral with suits and ties
Imma get my check at the [?]
I mean envelope, and yes she will elope
Let me get it Jaque[?]
I got the lil' n***as in the back
Put your back on my [?] and my bad b**h [?]
Firex on a tap
Man it probably will emit[?]
I get money ho
Getting honey[?] ho
You know who run it ho
Dick all in your stomach ho
You know you want it ho
Dick all in her stomach like hollow tip
After she give me that p**y then I gotta dip
You know these hoes is hoes is hoes we got a lot of them
Ho on of this sh** you see these fly all on my collar b**h
I'm just chilling with some b**hes and they looking like some tits
Yes I'm from Atlanta the West side I represent
If I hop up on that [?] I can make your a** a
b**h stop pitching me ideas and go pitch yourself a tent
Tinted windows on my whip and see that sh** like 5%
Damn, can't see
[London Jae]
Running through a check, I f**ed up my hand and now a n***a can't count em
[?] up on [?] now my rubber band, little n***a on mountain
Why the hell y'all actin hard I swear to god that these n***as ain't bout it
They mad that my team winning and their's isn't so we got em all pouting
Imma tell you why they actin like that
These days everybody want an Oscar
And they not my sons, and if they are
I swear to god Imma put them in foster care
You on TV take you off the air
Imma show my a** like I ought to be here
You know I will like the autonomy clear
Won't explain that line, need not to be clear
I'm feeling right now I could spar with a bat
Bare hands hands out I got nothing to share
Just lit up a blunt, blowing smoke in the air
Foggy windows because my friends are burning forest fires
You no like it? We say Forrest run but I think Forrest tired
Blowing stinky like that motor oil when I burn my tires
Got my foot up on the gas gas gas, plus a lighter
Gas plus a lighter
Gas plus a lighter
I just bought a pack of condoms y'all a pack of vaginas
And she fast with her a** like her past get behind her
Imma bag her Imma drag her where my *bing* like the timer
Hold up, hold up, wait
If you hater then you a mistake
No Genre The Label, my life is great
Chilling with rebels man shout out to Jake
[Jake Lambo]
Shout out to me?
So it's my turn
f** these n***as talking bout, hold up
You ain't talking money, then shut up
Working from the night til the sun up
Higher than my life, bail whaddup
Higher like I got the job show up
Tell the boss to s** it, Imma blow up
Snitches get stitches, get sewn up
Pa** Joe a bottle, the doors go up
[B.o.B]
Eat two hoes like I'm an omnivore
Or some type of carnivore, Tyrannosaur
Sorta kinda like a connoisseur
With an Excalibur kind of sword
b**h, all the competition we started
And we top shelf, y'all n***as Top Ramen
Look b**h, Bobby go apesh**
Came from the wild we was raised in a jungle gym
b**h, y'all sneak like rumpelstiltskin and pajamas
Rolling presidential yeah we rolling down Obama
That's just how we do it
In you b**h mouth like you ain't