Sell Out

I got no fucks on charity
I swear to God I'll hang it up right now
If by 2 more vowels you don't swear by me
Turn your faith in 2 seconds
Walk up in a Chase
2 stepping, new lesson
2 clips
2 plus 7 millimeter weapon
Imma need them scriptures, no questions
Rosaries and kicks
And God bless the pricks who keep testing
All gang aside
This shit about pride
With they mouth wide
It ain't about shout, this about tide
Climate rap this shit about time
Oh Interscope
You might disapprove of my views
A little inapprope
But if we ever come to term and learned
I let the school board burn
I'll confess my crime in stereo
Ally's dad in the trunk
with his mouth tapped
Oh here we go
Mossbergs for air bags
Oh do I dare brag
About the clout
And all the clouds hanging over my casket
When they call my last bid
I'm in
I'm all out
Like house wives drinking their shiraz
I was lost in the sauce
Round the time Ross bought a Maybach
Hear your brain rot
Right now kitchen looking like Baywatch
Conserve when you cook
Use the same pot
Pass the same pot
Imma pass this record off sacred
When in all reality
I ain't ever been more basic
Shit lets face it
Ya'll dumb dumbs
I get dumb rich
While you dumb lit
On your sweet Loraine shit
I'm on this side of paradise
God damn that's finger licking on Piedmont
I can tell you what the B's want
Nikka that's

Sell out by the cases
Bitch that's sell out by the cases
Yeah
Capri-sun in my Nissan
With the lease on
Bout bread like I'm dijon
Nikka that's sell out by these cases
Hoe I sell out by the cases
Bitch I sell out, Sell out, Sell out
Sell out
Sell out
Sell out
Sell out
Sell out

Oh damn I feel like Tenchi
Cause someone always around
And always talking bout quench me
I'll let your Mom and Pops dump your body
Then smoke them out
Before we crash the party off of 10th St.
Walk up in that party and rub on that booty gently
Girls they love me they think I'm so friendly
Butt cheeks red up in the Acuratti Bentley
Every time I hit it she telling me what my rent be
My sell out been a long time coming
I remember days lost and running
Kept telling myself
Soon
I'm the monster under your bed
I'm paying rent from your room
Went back to your girl's house
Everybody know Killa
I leave keys in the womb
King Midas
In the lightest
Got sell out
Meanwhile these rappers all sell out
Mossbergs for air bags
Oh do I dare brag
About the clout
And all the clouds hanging over my casket
When they call my last bid
I'm in
I'm all out
Like house wives drinking their shiraz
I was lost in the sauce
Round the time Ross bought a Maybach
Hear your brain rot
Right now kitchen looking like Baywatch
Conserve when you cook
Use the same pot
Pass the same pot
Imma pass this record off sacred
When in all reality
I ain't ever been more basic
Shit lets face it
Ya'll dumb dumbs
I get dumb rich
While you dumb lit
On your sweet Loraine shit
I'm on this side of paradise
God damn that's finger licking on Piedmont
I can tell you what the B's want
Nikka that's

Sell out by the cases
Bitch that's sell out by the cases
Yeah
Capri-sun in my Nissan
With the lease on
Bout bread like I'm dijon
Nikka that's sell out by the cases
Yuh I sell out by the cases
Bitch I sell out, Sell out, Sell out
Sell out
Sell out
Sell out
Sell out
Sell out

I got no fucks on charity
I swear to God I'll hang it up right now
If by 2 more vowels you don't swear by me
Imma broke maw fucka on the charts now
Million dollar deals on my phone with no charge
How the fuck I walk around
Looking at life ripping all the parts out
I dropped chemistry
For my schedule's symmetry
In life we do what we must and not tendency
If death contend
I open fire contestantly
Every day I get it like who you work for
Who sent for me
Escort of suits
Empty hall, cue symphony
Curlito in place, yeah remember me
Yeah I'm the only one who had enough sense to keep
Doing what I'm supposed to
That mean Imma keep putting on for mine
And me secondly
Come on referee you got a line men
So you don't need me telling you every time then
Got enough on my plate trying to tantalize them
Got the culture watching
Imma Captain Aizen
I need you to see with your eyes then
Don't think with your mind when you're pricing
Cause I married the game so we feel
That the cake need a little more icing

Sell out by the cases
Bitch that's sell out by the cases
Yeah
Capri-sun in my Nissan
With the lease on
Bout bread like I'm dijon
Nikka that's sell out by these cases
Hoe I sell out by the cases
Bitch I sell out, Sell out, Sell out
Sell out
Sell out
Sell out
Sell out
Sell out

Yeah, Sell out by the cases
Yeah I sell out by the cases
Bitch that's sell out by the cases
Yeah
Sell out by the cases yuh
I sell out by the cases yuh
Sell out by the cases
Sell out by the cases yuh
I sell out by the cases yuh



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Writer(s): Mel Sinclair
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