Letras
Yeah yeah ayee
Yeah... yeah yeah ayee
Yeah... yeah yeah ayee
Yeah... buduboo
Just a lil flex, just a lil bit
Tell her holla back, tell her holla quick
Hanging with your sis, imma take a pic
Imma shoot my shot like a hollow tip
Just a lil flex, just a lil bit
Tell her holla back, tell her holla quick
Hanging with your sis, imma take a pic
Imma shoot my shot like a hollow tip
Cortez's with a Dodger fit
I look like a crip
First they hate, then they copy
They some hypocrite
Just seen your sis at a party
Said I'm too legit
Want me ASAP, like I'm rocky
I fulfill her wish
Take her to the back
Take her to the room
Looking like a snack
That I must consume
Imma chill off dat (wait)
This might be a trap yeuh (huh)
They gon set me up ayee
Won't go down like that uhh
You a lil rat, Stuart little man
I'm just getting racks, sticking to the plan
Every time I rap, feel like I can
Fly a thousand stories like I'm Superman
Want Selina Kyle, not Louis Lane
Bad Cuban on my neck, but it's no chain
And I'm looking like hehh when I'm sipping Henny
Got em asking for some, man I got plenty, haha
And it's sad to see you Sadducees mad at me with no reasoning
But don't you quit, your saltiness give my life more seasoning
Were once a bro, and now a foe, I could show you to da door
But careful where you go cuz...
My neighborhood full of narcos, yeuh
Fiends lined up like a barcode, yeuh
Don't gas me up, it's not a Arco, yeuh
Don't egg me on like a hard boil
Ha yeah aye
Boy I spit fire like a lighter
I'm an assassin for hire
I wanna be just like Mike
Not the bull, the one with the tiger
Beat myself up, like a champion heavy weight
When I know that it's wrong, but I'm doing it anyway
I know my neighbors they hate
Late night I often do rage
My conscience it tell me behave
I tell my conscience okay
Tripolar I might just be cray
My multiple personalities have multiple personalities, but...
They all lit
Just a lil flex, just a lil bit
Tell her holla back, tell her holla quick
Hanging with your sis, imma take a pic
Imma shoot my shot like a hollow tip
Just a lil flex, just a lil bit
Tell her holla back, tell her holla quick
Hanging with your sis, imma take a pic
Imma shoot my shot like a hollow tip
Thunder and lightning to me is exciting
Fiery explosions to you they sound frightening
Loud noises banging, the room it starts shaking
That calms me down, clears my mind till it's vacant
Earthquakes and lava don't bring me no drama
Everyone's running and ducking for cover
Me I'm just coolin, headbang in room'n
With the lights low and some music that's booming
Bass shakes the place, they no longer can take it
Hittas be hating and anticipating
When imma flop, they like E-Man stop dropping
But I keep bouncing like low rides on Daytons, ha
Hide your sister, fo I get her
And we'll run away
I might fight your dad, I might yell at your mom
But she still love me... anyway
How did this happen, the scene here is tragic
What once was a city, now rubble and ashes
Disturbed by my actions, away they start dashing
I'm like ayee bruh, good day bruh, but don't mess with magic
They all disappear, like poof in an instance
I go too savage, so they go the distance
You swear that you're lavish, I think you're pretentious
Might take your sis, and just make her my Mrs.
Blame your existence why I'm out here hurting
Used to not care, now I'm up late night lurkin
You think I'm a creep, I think that we'd be perfect
But shh go to sleep, ignore the shadow in your curtain
Hide your sister, fo I get her
And we'll run away
I might fight your dad, I might yell at your mom
But she still love me... anyway