Been a minute since I hit 'em with it
A little boop bop da willy willy
Your whole crew caught the willy nillies second that first note played
I was sipping on some grade A
Like it's a pay day
Kick it Pele
Fender Rhodes riding in the back
Swing lazy
I'm on that
Don't stop baby I'm on that cell phone buzzing ain't calling your mom back
Like ring ring ring ring ring
Goddamn Miss Peters
We getting drunk and stabbing close to the speakers
Dancing like somebody pissed in both of my sneakers
I can creep out the back door
And poof be gone
Motherf**ers always concerned with who be on
I do these songs and keep it moving
And maybe one of these days I can show you how to do it
Let's go
What you gonna do with that flavor?
Don't play games with me (Don't worry I won't girl)
Don't you talk like I can't see right through you (Don't worry I won't girl)
Oh you better not bullsh** me (Don't worry I won't girl)
I know your kind
You always lying
I think it's time they finally promised something new
It's been a minute since they got a little
A little boop bop da willy willy
Raised the bar about a millie
In this cloud covered Emerald City
Heard you was looking for some new sh**
You could groove with
Touch a b**b with
Take it back home and drink half a bottle of booze with
All that
No sh** baby it's all that
Phone keeps ringing
Bank all on my ball sack like
Ring ring ring ring ring
Don't call here Kevin
No worries we turn it up to eleven
The meters up in the red
And my buzz is fully extended
I'm swerving
Don't stop giving me bourbon
I'm half an hour away from becoming a new person
And that's all that I got for now for y'all
Rhymesayers Entertainment feeling 10 feet tall
And I'm out
What you gonna do with that flavor?
What you gonna do with that style?
Don't play games with me (Don't worry I won't girl)
Don't you talk like I can't see right through you (Don't worry I won't girl)
Oh you better not bullsh** me (Don't worry I won't girl)
I know your kind
You always lying
I think it's time they finally promised something new