Hey!

In that black Tahoe, man I feel like Obama
Walkin' away, you ain't talkin' bout commas
Pulled up in a foreign, pulled off in a honda
My bro Big Slime, yeah, anaconda
These niggas be hoes, yeah, Juwanna
I'm takin' his hoe, cause yeah, she wanna
Smokin' this loud, she like, where's the Madonna
This ain't no TNT, I am with that drama

HEY

(Lil Goat)

I'm the coach, I'm puttin' them plays in Motion
Smokin', hoe I ain't walkin', I'm floatin
Runnin' my racks up, gettin' my shit together, yeah
I used to be broken, pockets on swolen, ain't talkin' protein
I'll shoot some shit up, naw I ain't a dope fiend
That ain't your homie he don't know what nope mean
You can get slumped, I'll come through like codeine
Livin' that sweet life, no Zack n Cody
I'm simple, no diamonds in my Rollie
Blunt so fat, look like a cannoli
Get with the program, ain't talkin' Adobe
Why your hand out jit you do not know me
I'm high as fuck, I'm feelin' holy
She call me for dick, told her call me Moby
Yeah, go, runnin' them racks up, nah, I can't sit down, (yeah)
Pickin' them packs up, gettin' them sent into town
Cappin' your rap, you ain't never flipped a pound
Yeah, you got a gun, but ain't spittin' no rounds
If this hoe say it's up, then I'm dickin' her down
I be fuckin' his hoe while he drippin' her down

In that black Tahoe, man I feel like Obama
Walkin' away, you ain't talkin' bout commas
Pulled up in a foreign, pulled off in a honda
My bro Big Slime, yeah, anaconda
These niggas be hoes, yeah, Juwanna
I'm takin' his hoe, cause yeah, she wanna
Smokin' this loud, she like, where's the Madonna
This ain't no TNT, I am with that drama

HEY x 16

Woke up today and I made me a K
Pull outta hundred when i hit the bank
Sippin wok hard, it is good drink
I'm in the UK, they callin' me mate
No mortal combat, I do a fatality
Drowzi the blunt, hit you with reality
Got five bitches in the telly room
Hit up my brother, you know he gon bring the shrooms
Bitch I'm the Joker, yeah I'm an evil dude
These bloody forces, yeah they some evil shoes
Hit up my jeweler, I want them sepe's too
Hanging with dreadheads, and I got baddies too
Fuck nigga trippin' I ball like I'm Yao Ming
Bitch I'm a street fighter, kick like I'm Chun Li
Dummy ass nigga, wanna take a picture
Fuck your bitch and I post it on Twitter
Drowzi the nigga, he shine like some glitter
Ran out the backwoods, I line me a swisher
No lil' bitch, you ain't my nigga
Post in a trap and I'm toting a trigger
Pow, pow, pow, pow
Bling, bling, bling, bling, bling
Up in the trap and I didn't see a thing
Get to the cash and I'm wearing my chain
Don't show my face, I'm feeling like Sting
Fuck nigga talking, get hit with a beam
Fuck nigga talking, get hit with a beam
Fuck nigga talking, get hit with a beam



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Writer(s): Pedro Cartwright
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