Mantra

Get your lady
Cop, piff, inhale and cough
Rip the label off this
Picked the road that got twists
I'm holding my dick and playing cautious

I'ma show you how it's done right nigga
Drop this when the sunlight gone
Better run right home when the sky turn black
Screaming, "Fuck five-O" 'til my line go flat
In that ash-gray Bimmer we'll be callin' that the pigeon coupe
Jack knife bitches to the couches in they living rooms
Ask who the best and I doubt that they picking you
Back like how I need to style, I invented you (yup)

Act like you don't know the name
Only time I ain't eating when the cho-cha stanky
Listening to Pre, getting dome while I lane switch
Bitches by the three licking coke off the pinky

The poster child, you're 'posed to hate me
Bold and wild, you broke and angry, my nigga
Name getting bigger than the difference between us
Niggas is fake, I limit the features I give 'em
Sweat (sweat) shirt (shirt)
You know you famous when the niggas that surround you switch
And if they hating in a passive tense, now they hounding dick
And you ain't ask for this

Now you surrounded with a gaggle of a hundred fucking thousand kids
Who you can't get mad at, when they want a pound and pic
'Cause they the reason that the traffic on the browser quick
And they the reason that the paper in your trouser's thick
I said, Sweat (Sweat) shirt (shirt)
You can tell the Reaper I'ma meet him when he send for me
With a cleaver and a .30 and some twisted weed
I pick one and let the crimson leak, nigga (nigga)

Get your lady
Cop, piff, inhale and cough
Rip the label off this
Picked the road that got twists
I'm holding my dick and playing cautious

You used to say you like violins
And your lifestyle depend on me
And I know it's night time when you get lonely
And tell all your little friends how that bitch stole me
And despite all the facts that you got phony
You gon' tell them about the night that you exposed me for the bastard I was
And how I probably smashed every bitch that I passed in the club
And the last couple months was the worst 'cause I smashed all the trust
That I earned in the past couple months that we had as a couple

My absence of fucks was a problem that we ain't ever really get to solve
We just smashed and we scuffled
Tryna keep it calm but I snap at you
Now you're taking all your property back, and it's obvious that
That, apart from the fact that we fuck, and it's bomb
Man, I hate when you home, and I

And when I'm gone I don't call 'cause you nag
Man, I brought you the shit
And I bought you some shit
What you offering here?
(Fuck you offering here?)
(I shouldn't even, the fuck)
(Fuck this)

Nigga, get your lady
Cop, piff, inhale and cough
Rip the label off this
Picked the road that got twists
I'm holding my dick and playing cautious