Yea yop yea yop come on
Uh
Beat a nigga ass with the right, I feel like Iron Mike
I been talkin' too much shit, I can't put down the mic
The bitch forgot her phone, so I told her write down her Skype
The room get quiet when I come in, like Deebo on a bike
Get your own plate lil' nigga, don't fuckin' bite
Your bitch keep teasin' me to hit, shit I just might
I'm 50-0, after this nigga this my last fight
This hoe basic, after I crack once, this your last night
Final destination lil' nigga this your last flight
I met that lil' bitch yesterday, she in my crib by the night
Standin' on my money, lil' nigga I done increased my height
Tweakin' off the yerkies, woulda thought that nigga was sniffin' white
Don't reach, I teach lil' nigga now he on the ground
That bitch keep teasin' me, now I got her goin' rounds and rounds
I'm at level one, I got no guns, I'm rockin' Bloodhound
Touchin' down in Cleveland with a brick, (what that is), a pound
Yeah, this that exotic shit
She wanna get married before I crack, she a basic bitch
Doin' the same thing, expectin' change, that's that crazy shit
Get up in that kitchen and cook, I done cuffed a lazy bitch
You better get your ass up and go out and make a stack
Why would I shoot and the paint free? I'm goin' to the rack
Roll him up in a loose leaf, now he in a pack
You lied to me, but I don't give a fuck, like that nigga Mack
Break away for 50 yards, now I'm finna touchdown
I smacked a game winner so, I must be clutch now
Got 50 or so hats under my belt, that's too much now
She said some dumb shit, so I'm only tryna hunch now
I ate it up one time, she think I'm a munch now
I'm just a rapper nigga, I only wanna punch now
They snipin' up top my nigga you better crunch now
Started off with just a few racks, I got a bunch now
When it leave out, I add it back, plus a couple more
Got cheese from trappin' out the dominoes, that's that real dough
Fix that skincare routine nigga that's that real glow
One sip you snoozin' in the air, that's that real four
This shit I got ah leave you laid out in a couple minutes
It's been months since we talked, I'm on the next, bitch you been finished
Wanna tag me after I blow, you should've been mentioned
Niggas used to hoe me, now it's different, we should've been switched it
Come on
Sike nah bitch, I ain't fuckin' done
Popped a nigga and left him rotting bitch, now I'm on the run
I'ma keep it goin', I found my joy, now I'm havin' fun
Came with ten, left out with three, you should've never spun
Like Boyz II Men, it's spelled with a Z, bitch get it right
This album like my book, but ian no author, ion even write
When I up gen he ran so fast and got up outta sight
That blue and red, smoke that shit together, I'm higher than a kite
Beat a nigga ass with the right, I feel like Iron Mike
I been talkin' too much shit, I can't put down the mic
The bitch forgot her phone, so I told her write down her Skype
The room get quiet when I come in, like Deebo on a bike
Get your own plate lil' nigga, don't fuckin' bite
Your bitch keep teasin' me to hit, shit I just might
I'm 50-0, after this nigga this my last fight
This hoe basic, after I crack once, this your last night nigga
Cmon