Fire in Da Booth

You have to ask yourself one question
Do I feel lucky?
Well, do you punks?
Aye, yuh, yuh, yuh
Aye, yuh, yuh, yuh
Uh, uh, uh

'Bout to go fucking crazy in this bitch
I don't know my every move
I could kill you with a twitch
You gon' start investigating
You gon' say I'm on some shit
Leave your ass left astray
This is what your ass gon' get
Yea, yea, yea

Nigga, what you really know about (what you know)
I ain't telling you shit (nah, nah)
No benefit of doubt
I ain't telling you everything that I'm not really on
Now you saying put you on
You ain't ready for this clout
Nah, you ain't ready, you ain't

Whatchu want
I'm just tryna get a knot
Yea, nigga, break da throne
Fuck your motherfucking spot
Give a fuck about your soul
Give a fuck about your dome
I ain't telling what was told
Yeah, I think about that a lot
Yeah, yeah yeah

I be daydreaming on my side
Oh, my, yeah
Catch up any moment when I slide
Oh, my, yeah
Catch up on my breath before I die
First catch up on my level
I can't see you from this height
Ahh, man

I could see you at my socks
Looking for a reason just to catch you in a lie
I got gas, don't you dare go and study my shit
Unless you really fit to be unclogging toilets
Ahh, man

I'm finna bust up in your crib
Where you lay with ya bitch
Letting go couple a strays in this shit
Now you pigs in a blanket
Turn da volume up, let's crank it
I'm da shit, watch how I stank it
Ahh, man

Ain't seen in da hood In me
Can't forget where I come from, 'cause there's good in me
You say you hot boy
What is your degrees?
You ain't struggle just enough, you ain't hurt like me
Ahh, man

I say this formally
You ain't gang, or friend, you ain't family
You living hella shameless, why you mad at me
I swear that shit don't hold me like gravity
Ahh, man
Ahh, man

Aye, yuh, yuh, yuh
Aye, yuh, yuh, yuh
Uh, uh, uh