Ay yo They ain’t even ready for this No they ain’t Tell ’em what time it is Time to shout our own names out R-Deezy, Mike, epidemicsound.com That last one wasn’t even a shout-out We just didn’t buy the full song Have you ever stole Tabasco from chipotle Cuz I have and I only felt the guilt for four days That’s what gangsters do, we play by our own rules If I don’t feel like rhyming this line then I don’t have three Been in the game and been nothing but steeling sinсe I was a ten year old Started with Napster but then I went after the napkins and packets of sweet ‘n’ low Now I’m a baller like that, look at the wallet so fat All of these fans screaming like oh em gee “damn, lambo?” no I got better, a white van I’m watching Marley and me on the last part The only tears you’ll ever see I keep inside my heart I rep the streets of sesame, yeah we go hard Diarrhea, white undies, and I still fart That’s pretty brave yo, I must say though, bet you never use your laptop as a table Or log into your FaceBook even though you didn’t go and whatch the new episode of game of thrones, J. Snow Plane mode, never put it on when I’m on a flight Play doh, shouldn’t eat it but I did my whole life J.Lo, switch the bu*ts and b**bs, make her J.High Fade out, running out of rhymes, switch, other guy I swim after I eat a whole meal, man I’m notafraid I never use a turn signal when I pull into drive ways I read with poor lighting, sometimes pee with the seat down Eat spaghetti on white sheets USB’s, just pull ’em out “Damn, you just went too far there” “Yeah you right, but ay they asked for it” “Who’s they?” “I don’t know, nobody even asked for it, we just did this” “Why are we even talking right now is this still part of the song?” “I hope not cuz it would be a really bad ending” “Amen, bruh” “Please don’t ever say bruh again”