[Intro]
Ay, you feel me bro?
This is my first song, don't you hate man
All this kids gonna hate
f*ck you
[Verse 1]
Poppin' with my homies since we've been babies
Bust down particularly, hit me right for the 80
Put a 30 in a Draco and then '0380
I stand in the kitchen, my track going crazy
Poppin' acid and nutmeg, im with it
I stood with my homies on the streets
Yeah I'ma get us out the hood in a minute
Yeah my homies ain't from the hood, they with it
That doesn't mean we're not bloods
b*tch, we ain't from the drood, ey
Don't you think we fags, pull on your block with the macs
I stand with my homies drinkin' that lean
f*ck, clean it all, im in the mid
Meet a square kid, talkin' about weed
C'mon Hollyweed, Snoop do somethin' to these kids
Ridin' in a coupe, kid you smoke none weed
Yeah, beat you so hard, you started to bleed, ey
Yeah, I got a lot of dope, I have to sell it
Kid you got tobacco and cantaloupe in it
Fag, do you want fiasco? I'm all in it
Flippin' in this b*tch, I'm gettin' silly with it
Make them real boys go and really get it, ah
One time this kid pulled up, and smacked it
We beat him up, but he stood up pretty long
[Hook]
That homie, gets pus*y, turn me up, that's my jam
I could f*ck my ex, but I rather use my hand, damn
Lube on my hands, so my palms a little greasy
Young Savage Creep split her legs like a kiwi
b*tch I got that b*tch, but her boyfriend don't believe me
Until I power up on that booty like Luigi
[Verse 2]
Yeah ayy,I just hooked up a girl
Kissin' her, I found out she had a push up
She got just bullsh*t in her mouth, f*cked up
All I smoke is loud upped, it's gon' blast up
Next day, guess what, I kicked her out, yeah
Ayy, b*tches in my house, I kick 'em out, ayy
Yeah, young boy get the money kick it out, ayy
[Outro]
Young boy get the money kick it
Standin' in the motherf*ckin' trap then I river
Put the cap on, lap it like Flap Jack
Flap in it, scrap in it, wrap it
Then snap on it, make a rap of it
Ice on my wrist, I'm the coolest
Hop out the suicide with the Uzi