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Ayy, bitch
Ayy, I'm feelin' high-tech in this, bitch aye
I'm a young L.A. nigga, so you knowing that I'm extrad out
If you got a problem, come and see what the squabble bout
I'm a good kid, but have you ever seen a problem child
I was born talkin' shit, my momma put soap in my f*ckin' mouth
Pull up in the hood, nigga, we don't need no IDs
I be drippin' in my bag like a IV
Everybody in America, put your hands up like Miley
Bitches up in college like titties, can you sign these?
Hate, how these niggas wanna be up in my lane
Better stay up in your place before I call Section eight
Me and Johnny tryna box like I was born in crate
I take a nigga out like a bitch, who pay for dates
I might spin, kick, then hit my shit
I might trip, flip, cause I know you a bitch
I see a opp dance, then hit my skit
If the cops tryna come, I'ma have to plead the fifth
When a stripper come, I turn richy-rich
Your team sucks, I guess you playin' for the Knicks
I let the chopper spray like I couldn't hold my piss
I'm annoying like your back, you can't scratch but it itch
Call bro, he on go, when he know it's time to ride
And his contact name, Apparatus, cause he down to a slide
And my bitch, will hold the gun, I swear that she a super prize
Skinny bitches is kinda cool, but I like them supersized
How the f*ck is he a boss? He only good at being fly
You niggas forest whitaker, we can't see eye to eye
You a grown-ass man out here tellin' bitches lies
Don't ask for my gun, cause I can shoot it while I drive
Ayy, bro, I swear I got some more shit to talk
Me and all my niggas passin' sticks like we play lacrosse
We the type of niggas catch a body, dance up on a chalk
Lamar Jackson in the field, all my niggas train to hawk
I done pulled up on so many niggas, now my arms hurt
Said she wanna f*ck, but I gotta get the smarts first
My old hoe was cool, but I really should've marked her
If a bitch with the extras, I'ma have Kai park her
I'm a Hyde park hop out like, did you pay your fees yet
I don't play with niggas, I stayed in class during recess
I was really in suspension with the demons and the rejects
You was really in the field with a mohawk tryna reject
I don't wanna be a demon, I wish I had more love
I bust nuts and bust opps, I call this shit scorehub
Cashed up, boys, I wish we had some more cubs
So many niggas in the pack that we gon' need some more blunts