Watchu Mean?
I'm the cleanest on the scene what the fuck you mean
I been feeling like a pimp feeling like a king
Got 3-4 bills hanging off the feet
Snuck right in with 4 men clutching on a beam
All my brothers really gang they gon' throw it up, double cup
Mix it w sum bottles it's gon' fuck me up
I be walking through my city like I'm number one
Lil' hot nigga taking bitches you a fucking dud
Throw shots at the team imma triple up
Imma gather all the homies we gon' run a muck
If I'm posted with my niggas tell her she can come
Whatchu want lil baby I'm the fucking plug
Gotta cut the grass I ain't dealing with no snakes
Paint right on her face
She gon' drink it like it's lemonade
I was acting like the shit even as a babe
Got sum you wanna say we can run the fade
Do not play no games with me this ain't Xbox
If you fucking with the Mob get yo neck crossed
4 deep in the whip where the next spot
Cold game if you trippin' get yo shit rocked
And all my niggas be wildin,' we dippin' when we hear sirens, I'm whipping shit fuck a license
I had to come up with dough
Chase a bag or you silent
I'm feelin' high like a pilot
I want my chain full of diamonds
I got it straight out the mud
If she really wanna bag, tell her strip hoe
This is a big K make a nigga tip toe
Hit it once, who you? Nigga vámonos
Want the cheese n the bread just like dominoes
Pop out through the window like it's road rage
Let the nana' clip dump 10 then I throw away
I can steal yo nigga bitch without a gold chain
Lo-mein, runnin' through my body is sum cold veins
Put some bullets in yo head just like cobain
Got yo brains on the wall homie no frame
If the piggies ask me questions I say no names
You a fuckin lame homie better stay right in yo lane
Creased dickies when I'm walking in my white shoes
Better watch yo back because the fakest right behind you
Knock a nigga wig off just like Caillou
Lil' mama take the fist just like Ryu
Write my lyrics on the toilet I'm the fucking shit
If I'm really down n' trippin' imma hit a lick
See the silver on the neck n' shining on my wrist
No face no case choppa make him rip
I'm the cleanest on the scene what the fuck you mean
I been feeling like a pimp feeling like a king
Got 3-4 bills hanging off the feet
Snuck right in with 4 men clutching on a beam
All my brothers really gang they gon' throw it up, double cup
Mix it w sum bottles it's gon' fuck me up
I be walking through my city like I'm number one
Lil' hot nigga taking bitches you a fucking dud
I been feeling like a pimp feeling like a king
Got 3-4 bills hanging off the feet
Snuck right in with 4 men clutching on a beam
All my brothers really gang they gon' throw it up, double cup
Mix it w sum bottles it's gon' fuck me up
I be walking through my city like I'm number one
Lil' hot nigga taking bitches you a fucking dud
Throw shots at the team imma triple up
Imma gather all the homies we gon' run a muck
If I'm posted with my niggas tell her she can come
Whatchu want lil baby I'm the fucking plug
Gotta cut the grass I ain't dealing with no snakes
Paint right on her face
She gon' drink it like it's lemonade
I was acting like the shit even as a babe
Got sum you wanna say we can run the fade
Do not play no games with me this ain't Xbox
If you fucking with the Mob get yo neck crossed
4 deep in the whip where the next spot
Cold game if you trippin' get yo shit rocked
And all my niggas be wildin,' we dippin' when we hear sirens, I'm whipping shit fuck a license
I had to come up with dough
Chase a bag or you silent
I'm feelin' high like a pilot
I want my chain full of diamonds
I got it straight out the mud
If she really wanna bag, tell her strip hoe
This is a big K make a nigga tip toe
Hit it once, who you? Nigga vámonos
Want the cheese n the bread just like dominoes
Pop out through the window like it's road rage
Let the nana' clip dump 10 then I throw away
I can steal yo nigga bitch without a gold chain
Lo-mein, runnin' through my body is sum cold veins
Put some bullets in yo head just like cobain
Got yo brains on the wall homie no frame
If the piggies ask me questions I say no names
You a fuckin lame homie better stay right in yo lane
Creased dickies when I'm walking in my white shoes
Better watch yo back because the fakest right behind you
Knock a nigga wig off just like Caillou
Lil' mama take the fist just like Ryu
Write my lyrics on the toilet I'm the fucking shit
If I'm really down n' trippin' imma hit a lick
See the silver on the neck n' shining on my wrist
No face no case choppa make him rip
I'm the cleanest on the scene what the fuck you mean
I been feeling like a pimp feeling like a king
Got 3-4 bills hanging off the feet
Snuck right in with 4 men clutching on a beam
All my brothers really gang they gon' throw it up, double cup
Mix it w sum bottles it's gon' fuck me up
I be walking through my city like I'm number one
Lil' hot nigga taking bitches you a fucking dud
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Writer(s): Emiliano Quiroz
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