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Ahh, Baiya
Yeah, yeah
Yo, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Ladies and gentlemen
Calm the fuck down
Goodness gracious
Look, look, look, look
Here's what we're gonna do
Here's what we're gonna do
See
See if you didn't want the fuckin' problem in the first place
You shouldn't have tried to talk over me while I'm tryna spit
And if you got a problem with that
Baby, you can take it up with my ass
Yeah
I must not exist
The way I'm underrated
I don't take shit from nobody
Not debatin' when I say that I'm the greatest
Y'all behave and I'm not waitin'
For you to knod ya head and I won't shoot if you not complainin'
All I'm seein' are my pupils in my view
'Bout to worship in their pews
I won't hurt you long as you can list who's on ya favourites
You best be honest 'cause if not ya bitch has already got a spot
And imma let you guess but let's just say she already saved it
I guess she already came in
And I would normally wait it
Out but she pouted like baby so you know that I gave in
And bitch you know that I gave it
A thousand strokes 'til i fainted
K more like 30 but it ain't no worries when ya ass is already famous
Tell me if when shit get sticky and that shit hit the fan
What would you do, would you do, would you do, would you do
If I just loaded up the chopper and I shot it at ya gram
What would you do, would you do, would you do, would you do
If you could break any jaw
Then cut like scissors
And leave no trace in the place that you took care of biness
If you could take from every person, every woman, every man
What would you do, would you do, would you do, would you do
Yeah
Pour out the bottle and down it my friend
You 'bout to see just how rowdy we get
I live for this intimate killin' I spend
All of my time just for thinkin' of when
I lost my head and then lost it again
Constantly spinnin' are thoughts, I pretend
That I'm servin' a purpose but all it's a blend
Of drama, a complex, and thoughts I could send
All of these bitches to rot in a den
For callin' me cocky for mockin' the end
Of all of the lives of the opps you defend
Y'all are some bitches
Get stomped on cement
And then walk on some glass and then stop at the end
Of a shard that rips passed ya whole bod 'til ya dead
I will sit and then laugh and take all of ya bread
And then murder the zombie you walk as again
Okay now lemme rewind
All of that is in due time
For now I'm tryna just live in the moment so imma hold it
I'm just paintin' a pic for ya mind
But still, the truth of the matter is anything happens
So tell me man if it's ya time
Are you gonna run like a bitch
Or you gonna face it no lookin' behind
Tell me if when shit get sticky and that shit hit the fan
What would you do, would you do, would you do, would you do
If I just loaded up the chopper and I shot it at ya gram
What would you do, would you do, would you do, would you do
If you could break any jaw
Then cut like scissors
And leave no trace in the place that you took care of biness
If you could take from every person, every woman, every man
What would you do, would you do, would you do, would you do
What would you do, would you do, would you do, would you
What would you do, would you do, would you do, would you
Would you do this
Or that
Or this
Or that
Would you do
Hey, Pops, what's goin' man?
How we doin'? How we livin'?
Well, if it isn't Mr. Rap God himself
How are ya lad?
I'm good, I'm good man
I'm gonna go with the usual
Oh, didn't tell me ya maxed out all those credit cards
Sorry man
Album's almost out
Gotta make sure I'm all set for it, you know?
Haha, it's alright, I already figured
And besides
I already know
That your sacrifices
Will be worth it