AvenuePac

Youngin
Avenue Bidness
Picture me rollin', picture me rollin'
I been feelin like the new Pac
Call me AvenuePac

Keep it 100, Im a 98 baby still fuck wit 2Pac
I was brought up under that old law, nigga them racks go in a shoebox
I done ran into some new guap, niggas hatin but it aint nothin that they could do bout it
I hit the gas, jumped in that water since the jump know i been too solid
Duckin' the alphabet boys, we in that T top
I told em Spottem I Gottem that choppa beatbox
My trap game way to sick we flew them Ps out
He in paperwork, I wouldnt even sell him no sheet rock

You would think my hitta from cali, shoot from a treetop
Im really a soulja, coulda signed a deal with Reebok
Put it on the stove, that water boiling, aint no tea pot
These bitches want me for that dough, buy i just peep out
Picture me rollin up in that big body
Niggas makin comments but know they aint gon do shit bout it
Stand up nigga, they know I'll go and sit bout it
Give that boy a purple heart to show em that it get violent/violet
We got big choppas, pull up shootin clips like we be tik tok-ing
My bitch got some good head and I just love it when she give knowledge
Dont get acknowledged in public, when i see her I forget bout it
No Carol Baskin, I dont smoke no Joes Im smoking Exotic
I think these niggas wann be pregnant, all that dick riding
Make my youngins take whats in yo pockets like a pick-pocket
Always in his mouth, cause im with his bitch gettin my dick swallowed
Tell me "How Do You Want It" like im 2Pac
Tryna "Smile" when "All Eyez On Me" Im AvenuePac
Always got that rachet, boy dont make me bring dem tools out
Every time i take a trip to Saks/sax, gotta bring them blues out

Keep it 100, Im a 98 baby still fuck wit 2Pac
I was brought up under that old law, nigga them racks go in a shoebox
I done ran into some new guap, niggas hatin but it aint nothin that they could do bout it
I hit the gas, jumped in that water since the jump know i been too solid
Duckin' the alphabet boys, we in that T top
I told em Spottem I Gottem that choppa beatbox
My trap game way to sick we flew/flu them Ps out
He in paperwork, I wouldnt even sell him no sheetrock

Picture me rollin up in that big body
Niggas makin comments but know they aint gon do shit bout it
Stand up nigga, they know I'll go and sit bout it
Give that boy a purple heart to show em that it get violent/violet
We got big choppas, pull up shootin clips like we be tik tok-ing
My bitch got some good head and I just love it when she give knowledge
Dont get acknowledged in public, when i see her I forget bout it
No Carol Baskin, I dont smoke no Joes Im smoking Exotic