Yeah I got my ID
Make sure them IDs on check cause you remember when old boy caught an L cause he ain't have his ID
He definitely caught a cannon
So son aight, I'm about to um, we gon' walk in here, we definitely gotta like skate early cause I got cla** in the morning b
You see shorty over there though
[Verse]
I peeped that she was digging me
Hit it with that Quagmire long chin, giggity
Used to be a loner, sipped on my Corona
Grinding on my Levi's, now I got a bo*er
Shorty hella bad, story time, once upon a, of a time, she was mediocre, no dime
Last week I thought I saw her on the Path train
Would've Facebooked her but I ain't know her last name
A week later, walked up in the sway
Dap my homies up and all the shorties like hey
Sho' you right, never do pay a price
Saw my homie [?] life
Two-stepping, everybody jamming
Melo on the one and twos, so he reprimanding
Doors started slamming
Same shorty I was grinding on kissing on another n***a, cannon
Type embarra**ing, I'm feeling like Peyton Manning when he pa**ed it to Harrison, I thought we had chemistry (like forreal though)
Now she talking about she don't remember me
You said you went to school down in Tennessee
Chattanooga, thought I really knew ya
Now I'm in the club kinda looking like a loser
Imma keep it funky, I just wanted to bone
Hella tipsy really beasted for a photo by Tone
[Hook]
See my homie reprimanding
Shorty hella bad but she hit me with the cannon
Two stepping, my n***a jamming
I'm outtie homie so the doors started slamming, slamming, slamming
Hit me with the cannon, she hit me with the cannon (that's some bullsh**)
You ain't have to hit me with that though, I know you was chilling with that dude but like
I know how ya'll New York jawns be, whatever, you could've gave me a chance
Bought you a Corona, you like that
What it smell like though
[Hook]
Shorty reprimanding
Shorty hella bad but she hit me with the cannon
My homie reprimanding
I'm outtie so the doors started slamming
My homie reprimanding
Shorty hella bad but she hit me with the cannon, cannon
Hit me with uh, hit me with the cannon
[Verse 2]
Shorty hit me with the cannon, no camera though
She had a n***a so sick like what's the antidote
See I was beat, homie crying all up on the sheets
Bumping that K-Ci and JoJo, forever my lover, peep
I'm hoping she ain't notice
My homie Jean like son (get up off that hoe sh**)
But I couldn't
Two-stepping, I'm all jamming
Had me up on knock-off, hit me with the cannon