Monkey Pox 2.0 lyrics

[Intro]
LowTheGreat
Amiri jeans look like monkey pox, my sh*t bumped up
Promoter said my family bad for bidness 'cause they park stuff
Is that Trey?
Wait, hold up

[Verse 1]
b*tches scraping ass to this beat like it's crack in the basement
I'm a start watching low and trade 'cause they probably just laced it
Ain't nobody f*cking with your sound, Egyptian, ancient
Tell that n*gga, homie, stop tellin' that n*gga, be patient
n*ggas f*ckin' up my energy tryna beat the real me (Real me)
We can't shoot dice, he don't even know what the f*ck is TDA League
Interview a b*tch, size her up and make her say cheese
I just did my gutter and her pus*y like I'm Jay Three
Seen a post on the 'Gram, "A million dollars or meet Jay-Z?"
I don't give a f*ck about no n*gga, you gotta pay me (Pay me)
Every stupid b*tch was a layup, I ain't shoot one, three
I'm laid up with the biggest natural ass, but her face was a three

[Verse 2]
Swear to God, he lucked up with a b*tch that was throwing up peace
n*gga shoes look like Fat Joe, they doin' a lean
Smokin' with my cousin, definition of a family tree
Oldest uncle banging the f*ck out, his di*kies is crease
f*ck it everybody, claiming drip, I'm gettin' licked off
How the f*ck these n*ggas winnin'? I'm know, I'm not p*ssed off
b*tches never been no good, a Blood b*tch just crip walk
She impressed me with that BBL, why I'm still soft?
[Chorus]
f*ck a b*tch in Compton, but the di*k had her feeling exotic
b*tch, the money finna leave my hand as soon as you poppin'
Touch the ground, b*tch, not your toes, I'm finna get toxic
Young n*gga, but I'm her A&R, I just love when she droppin' (Come on)
f*ck a b*tch in Compton, but the di*k had her feeling exotic
b*tch, the money finna leave my hand as soon as you poppin'
Touch the ground, b*tch, not your toes, I'm finna get toxic
Young n*gga, but I'm her A&R, I just love when she droppin'

[Verse 3]
Treat her like the jails, bend it over, b*tch, didn't cough
1942, I prolly nail when she bent off
Step it up here on a dance floor, he think he gettin' off
Louie Prince all over club couches, I'm a big dog (Big dog)
He's an old n*gga playin' games, he a PSP
Your b*tch no good or back built like a PS3
This n*gga got all the cheat codes, but he still won't cheat
If a n*gga scared to take a risk then he broker than me (Broke)
n*ggas tell you, "Go get you some money", then they hate you for it
I wouldn't be mad if it was you, but I don't blame you for it
Quit the nine-to-five, come talk sh*t 'cause it pay a lil' more
Skinny n*gga, but it's not on me, I weigh a lil' more

[Pre-Chorus]
Amiri jeans look like monkey pox, my sh*t bumped up
Promoter said my family bad for bidness 'cause they park stuff
Why so many b*tches surround the car when we parked up?
Why so many n*ggas in my face as I spark up?
[Chorus]
f*ck a b*tch in Compton, but the di*k had her feeling exotic
b*tch, the money finna leave my hand as soon as you poppin'
Touch the ground, b*tch, not your toes, I'm finna get toxic
Young n*gga, but I'm her A&R, I just love when she droppin' (Come on)
f*ck a b*tch in Compton, but the di*k had her feeling exotic
b*tch, the money finna leave my hand as soon as you poppin'
Touch the ground, b*tch, not your toes, I'm finna get toxic
Young n*gga, but I'm her A&R, I just love when she droppin'