Hooty

(True story) skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Thought we'll be doing full, you understand me

Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt (we ain't come for this shit, boy)

(Hooty-hoo) build that shit different from here, what's happening

Don't know why you mad, nigga

Uh, yeah

Leave the black shit for black folks, uh (hooty-hoo)

Hair like a lion, what a day, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Bathing in the sun, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

I put this 'Rari on a race, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Top ten, I'm makin' plays, skrrt, skrrt

Fuckin' white bitches 'til my locs get freed

Uh, hmm, oh, I think she like me

Yeah, throw me in the frame 'cause I'm an African

Yeah, dress me up in gold 'cause I'm a classic one

Huh, country on our back, they tried to mask it, huh

Yeah, rhythm from my language, had to practice from, huh

To JNB, they learned to break our crush, huh

LeBron, Savannah showed our growth ain't stunt, huh

From segregation to the White House staff, yeah

Would say some more, but, yo, they bitch ain't black

Huh, I'm ballin' now, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Pick up the phone, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

I'm ballin' now, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Pick up the phone, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

I'm ballin' now, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Pick up the phone, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

I'm ballin' now, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Pick up the phone, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt (Hooty-hoo)

Look at me, that shit push to start, all that shit, bitch

You niggas gon' respect this type of shit

Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Yeah, bitch, bitch

Bitch, dress me up in gold, yeah, I want the diamonds and all that

Nigga, and my daughters straight, the both of 'em, nigga

Yeah, 720 a year, you gon' pay it

Okay, uh, look

Slidin' through the city with my strap off safe (with my strap off safe)

Uh, every stop sign, it got the wrapped-up tape

Uh, wait, look, skrrt, skrrt

Had to double back and get my bagged up day