[Verse 1]
My homie's a magician with the Tec
Make your chain disappear and reappear on his neck
I ain't tricking with you hoes, but s*** don't ask him
Only thing I give a b****? A f****** o*****
I'll throw you in the river, hands tied tight
Watch your a** drown, feel it in the air tonight
I'm spitting that dope s***, smoking on regulars
Writing 16's like internet child predators
Rocking that 10 Deep, but I stay dolo
You wearing polo, who are you, Young Dro?
I'm fifth floor at the Bellagio
Vegas b****** that's resembling Rosario
Dawson, awesome, hit the head, Mario
Sorry yo, my tongue long, she squirted off the sheets
She gave me that Becky, I gave her that yoshi
The only time you n***** touch keys is Motif
[Verse 2]
Go and sell a beat, you never sold a rock
Still be sitting on the couch if I was signed to Koch
Coulda signed to the Roc, nah, I'm signed to the streets
The D is the only thing that's profiting for me
Feeling like Big Meech, when we're 'bout to cook up
But not the one from B.M.F. dog, the one from Lynwood
It ain't a n**** I know
Three years straight, three dollar blows
Good any hood, anywhere I go I'm straight
n**** hit me with a hundred cause the look on my face
Momma, I'm honored to be your son
Could s***** a stack of stamps out and not rip a single one
[Verse 3]
Used to be in a rush, to finish off my sack
I was so thirsty dog, sold a pregnant b**** crack
Let her pay me extra, smoke it in the back, then she came back
t****** on smacking herself on the back, talking 'bout
Something crawling on her, looking like the world's falling on her
And I pushed it, you rub the foots of the b****** I mushed
Funky a** cutlass three deep, blowing kush, North got her shook
Started reading once the judge threw the f****** book
But the block was off the hook, said "f*** class!"
Off them same pills that had Carlton dancing fast
Young buck, look, now a grown up
Now I pop those same pills, listening to Donuts
I rap like I bet my life
Cause in all actuality, n**** I did
You rap like you used to hit the pipe
Nah n**** that ain't crack, that's crackhead s***
Rep that s***, will tell a b****
You wouldn't break a brick, you ain't seeing this d***
You trick on the b****, dog you ain't rich
Take a b**** to the movies, take her to the crib
[Outro]
You seeing Brown? Nope, never
'bout to live the t**le of the greatest rapper ever
It don't get no better, it don't get no better
My homie's a magician with the Tec
Make your chain disappear and reappear on his neck
I ain't tricking with you hoes, but s*** don't ask him
Only thing I give a b****? A f****** o*****
I'll throw you in the river, hands tied tight
Watch your a** drown, feel it in the air tonight
I'm spitting that dope s***, smoking on regulars
Writing 16's like internet child predators
Rocking that 10 Deep, but I stay dolo
You wearing polo, who are you, Young Dro?
I'm fifth floor at the Bellagio
Vegas b****** that's resembling Rosario
Dawson, awesome, hit the head, Mario
Sorry yo, my tongue long, she squirted off the sheets
She gave me that Becky, I gave her that yoshi
The only time you n***** touch keys is Motif
[Verse 2]
Go and sell a beat, you never sold a rock
Still be sitting on the couch if I was signed to Koch
Coulda signed to the Roc, nah, I'm signed to the streets
The D is the only thing that's profiting for me
Feeling like Big Meech, when we're 'bout to cook up
But not the one from B.M.F. dog, the one from Lynwood
It ain't a n**** I know
Three years straight, three dollar blows
Good any hood, anywhere I go I'm straight
n**** hit me with a hundred cause the look on my face
Momma, I'm honored to be your son
Could s***** a stack of stamps out and not rip a single one
[Verse 3]
Used to be in a rush, to finish off my sack
I was so thirsty dog, sold a pregnant b**** crack
Let her pay me extra, smoke it in the back, then she came back
t****** on smacking herself on the back, talking 'bout
Something crawling on her, looking like the world's falling on her
And I pushed it, you rub the foots of the b****** I mushed
Funky a** cutlass three deep, blowing kush, North got her shook
Started reading once the judge threw the f****** book
But the block was off the hook, said "f*** class!"
Off them same pills that had Carlton dancing fast
Young buck, look, now a grown up
Now I pop those same pills, listening to Donuts
I rap like I bet my life
Cause in all actuality, n**** I did
You rap like you used to hit the pipe
Nah n**** that ain't crack, that's crackhead s***
Rep that s***, will tell a b****
You wouldn't break a brick, you ain't seeing this d***
You trick on the b****, dog you ain't rich
Take a b**** to the movies, take her to the crib
[Outro]
You seeing Brown? Nope, never
'bout to live the t**le of the greatest rapper ever
It don't get no better, it don't get no better