THere He Go lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah!

[Verse 1]
Ain't got no jewelry on—still, I'm shining hard (Hard)
Ain't got no bodyguard, walking solo through the mall (Mall)
b*tches and the hoes know—they see me, they like, "There he go!" (Oh)
They be like, "There he go! Schoolboy, there he go!" (Go)
Chiefing like a motherf*ckin' Seminole
Here we go, off probation, probably go to Mexico
Furthermore, can't find this in the store, this sh*t ain't for the low
Got my daughter swaggin' like her motherf*ckin' daddy, though (Daddy, though)
The patio—what a motherf*ckin' view (View, ooh)
Nappy chin hairs, b*tch, I'm motherf*ckin' Q (Q, Q, Q, ugh)
Motherf*cker, motherf*cker
Yeah, "f*cking" is my favorite word—reason why I'm f*cking her
She swallow my di*k and balls, whatever occur
Purr! (Purr-r-r) I love that kitty-cat
Ass fat, throw it back—I can't believe you wifing that
Deepthroat, seven or eleven, she's a double-gulp (Mm)
My pistol drawn, her boyfriend got me paranoid (Paranoid)
n*gga try sneaking up on me, and I'm making noise, ugh (Bla-kah, bla-kah, bla-kah)
But what I failed to understand: I'm the motherf*ckin' man (Hey, hey)
Ran into him (Hey), he's a fan, goddamn

[Hook]
I—I'm shining hard, they be like, "There he go!" (There he go)
No—No bodyguard, they be like, "There he go!" (There he go)
U—U—U—Up in your broad, they be like, "There he go!" (There he go)
They be like, "There he go! Schoolb—boy, there he go!" (There he go)
Hiii—Hiii—Hiii—HiiiPower, b*tch, they be like, "There he go!"
Bl—Black Hippy sh*t, they be like, "There he go!" (Yeah)
Ma—Magnificent, they be like, "There he go!" (There he go)
They be like, "There he go!" (Ayy) "Schoolboy, there he go!" (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane (Plane, yeah)
No, it be this n*gga here just looking at you lames (You lames)
With my n*gga June, we betting on the Laker game
Even though my n*ggas lost, another iTunes check done came (Hey)
Garcia Vegas, yeah, that b*tch be burning slow
Crip a four, now the blunts go back around like merry-go (Ugh)
Ugh, for sure, ain't no need for n*ggas out here fronting, though
Metaphor, how I come up with it? I don't f*cking know (Don't f*cking know)
Y'all acting like that TDE don't run LA (Ugh)
Coast ain't been this hard since Pac, Death Row, and Dr. Dre (Ugh)
Word to Dr. Dre, "Detox" is like a mix away
So go ahead and let the grown-ups work, and go somewhere and play (Yeah)
Worldwide Holocaust, cuh, we murder sh*t (Murder sh*t)
Without a gun or knife, it's just a f*cking hit (Ayy)
pus*y drips, raining in her cervix, I'm a f*ckin' pimp (f*ckin' pimp)
Sagging low, crack a n*gga b*tch just like pistachio ('Stachio, 'stachio, 'stachio, 'stachio)

[Hook]
I—I'm shining hard, they be like, "There he go!"
No—No bodyguard, they be like, "There he go!" (Yeah, nah-nah-nah)
U—U—U—Up in your broad, they be like, "There he go!"
They be like, "There he go! ScHoolb—boy, there he go!" (Yeah)
Hiii—Hiii—Hiii—HiiiPower, b*tch, they be like, "There he go!"
Bl—Black Hippy sh*t, they be like, "There he go!"
Ma—Magnificent, they be like, "There he go!" (There he go)
They be like, "There he go! Schoolboy, there he go!" (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Outro]
Yeah, Q!