WHACK!
His hair? Whack!
His gear? Whack!
His jewelry? Whack!
His foot stance? Whack!
The way that he talks? Whack!
The way that he doesn't even like to smile? Whack!
Me? I'm tight as fuck!
Lotta pretty bitches 'round me
Boutta kill this fuckin' beat
Who the fuck gon' stop me?
A lotta pussy bitches try to copy, try to clown me
I'll show you how it's done (huh) if you will allow me
You don't know shit about me
So how the fuck you doubt me?
Told me we was fuckin, she 180 and said "are we?"
Ice snow cold (huh) won't be here without me
Watch 'em all fold, like some fuckin' origami!
Please do not pretend cause I know that you just act
Smoke it till the end if you're smokin' on my pack
Callin' him a friend but he talkin' behind backs
Doubtin' my shit, bitch go check out my stats
Ay, bitch I like to count up my hunnids
They comin' in, they abundant
I gotta pretty bitch up on me and she callin' me honey
She on my dick for the money
I put my dick in her tummy
He said he dead serious, but I'm still findin' it funny
Pussy boy I'm laughin, cus you are a joke
No I'm never passin', cause you dont want the smoke
You won't pick the mic up, cus you know you gon' choke
Chasin' all the riches but you know you goin broke
Ay, pull up on a teacher
Told him "suck my dick"
Then I pulled up on a baker
Told him "suck my dick"
Then I pulled up on a preacher
Told him "suck my dick"
Then I pulled up on a hater
Told him... "what's up bro?"
(Uh) How you doin?
Fuckin' on yo' bitch, yeah that bitch you been pursuin'
I can tell you mad, from the shit that you been spewin'
Captain of the ship bitch, while you stay canoein'
(Pussy boy) Yeah she want the coke
But you brought the weed
Yeah she want the coke
I got what she need
Yeah she need the coke
Need to talk to me
Yeah she gettin' stoked
'Cus I make her nose bleed
Yeah I make her nose bleed
Get the fuck off the scene
'Tina Tosi
Cookin' up off the bean
Then I proceed
To just dish out defeat
I'm an OG
Bitches know who I be
I'm an OG
Beat the pussy up (mmm)
Good macaroni
You ain't in my lane
Cause I'm fly like Tony, Stark
Iron Man brodie!
Yo' bitch on my Zach
I ain't talkin' bout Cody!
Still I got a Suite Life
Feel like Captain Levi
Lemme hop up on it, I could body if the beat nice
(Ay) See me by the seaside
She told me to be nice
End it with a plot twist, talkin' Book of Eli!
I'm a muhfuckin' menace
Pull up said "suck my dick" to the dentist (what?!)
Pull up screamin' "fuck yo bitch" out in Venice
Cookin' up beats, straight heat, no chemist
(Counter-Terrorists Win)
His gear? Whack!
His jewelry? Whack!
His foot stance? Whack!
The way that he talks? Whack!
The way that he doesn't even like to smile? Whack!
Me? I'm tight as fuck!
Lotta pretty bitches 'round me
Boutta kill this fuckin' beat
Who the fuck gon' stop me?
A lotta pussy bitches try to copy, try to clown me
I'll show you how it's done (huh) if you will allow me
You don't know shit about me
So how the fuck you doubt me?
Told me we was fuckin, she 180 and said "are we?"
Ice snow cold (huh) won't be here without me
Watch 'em all fold, like some fuckin' origami!
Please do not pretend cause I know that you just act
Smoke it till the end if you're smokin' on my pack
Callin' him a friend but he talkin' behind backs
Doubtin' my shit, bitch go check out my stats
Ay, bitch I like to count up my hunnids
They comin' in, they abundant
I gotta pretty bitch up on me and she callin' me honey
She on my dick for the money
I put my dick in her tummy
He said he dead serious, but I'm still findin' it funny
Pussy boy I'm laughin, cus you are a joke
No I'm never passin', cause you dont want the smoke
You won't pick the mic up, cus you know you gon' choke
Chasin' all the riches but you know you goin broke
Ay, pull up on a teacher
Told him "suck my dick"
Then I pulled up on a baker
Told him "suck my dick"
Then I pulled up on a preacher
Told him "suck my dick"
Then I pulled up on a hater
Told him... "what's up bro?"
(Uh) How you doin?
Fuckin' on yo' bitch, yeah that bitch you been pursuin'
I can tell you mad, from the shit that you been spewin'
Captain of the ship bitch, while you stay canoein'
(Pussy boy) Yeah she want the coke
But you brought the weed
Yeah she want the coke
I got what she need
Yeah she need the coke
Need to talk to me
Yeah she gettin' stoked
'Cus I make her nose bleed
Yeah I make her nose bleed
Get the fuck off the scene
'Tina Tosi
Cookin' up off the bean
Then I proceed
To just dish out defeat
I'm an OG
Bitches know who I be
I'm an OG
Beat the pussy up (mmm)
Good macaroni
You ain't in my lane
Cause I'm fly like Tony, Stark
Iron Man brodie!
Yo' bitch on my Zach
I ain't talkin' bout Cody!
Still I got a Suite Life
Feel like Captain Levi
Lemme hop up on it, I could body if the beat nice
(Ay) See me by the seaside
She told me to be nice
End it with a plot twist, talkin' Book of Eli!
I'm a muhfuckin' menace
Pull up said "suck my dick" to the dentist (what?!)
Pull up screamin' "fuck yo bitch" out in Venice
Cookin' up beats, straight heat, no chemist
(Counter-Terrorists Win)
Credits
Writer(s): J L Wegter
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