[Produced by No I.D.]
[Hook]
(Na na na na, hey hey hey, goodbye)
Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen
No I.D. on the track let the story begin, begin, begin
[Verse 1]
This is anti-auto-tune, d**h of the ringtone
This ain't for iTunes, this ain't for sing-alongs
This is Sinatra at the opera, bring a blonde
Preferably with a fat a** who can sing a song
Wrong, this ain't politically correct
This might offend my political connects
My raps don't have melodies
This should make n***as wan' go and commit felonies
Get your chain tooken
I may do it myself, I'm so Brooklyn!
I know we facing a recession
But the music y'all making gon' make it the Great Depression
All y'all lack aggression
Put your skirt back down, grow a set men
n***a this sh** violent
This is d**h of auto-tune, moment of silence
[Hook]
La da da da da da
Hey hey goodbye
Hold up
[Verse 2]
This ain't a number one record
This is practically a**ault with a deadly weapon
I made this just for Flex and
Mister Cee I want n***as to feel threatened
Stop your bloodclot crying
The kid, the dog, everybody dying, no lying
You n***as' jeans too tight
You colors too bright, your voice too light (too far n***a)
I might wear black for a year straight
I might bring back Versace shades
This ain't for Z100
Ye told me to k** y'all to keep it a hundred
This is for Hot 9-7
This sh** for Clue, for Khaled we the best'n
Aww, n***a this sh** violent
This is d**h of auto-tune, moment of silence
[Hook]
La da da da da da
Hey hey hey goodbye
Hold up
Only rappers to re-write history without a pen
No I-D on the track let the story begin, begin, begin
[Verse 3]
Hold up, this sh** need a verse from Jeezy
I might send this to the mixtape Weezy
Get somebody from BMF to talk on this
Get this to a Blood, let a Crip walk on it
3 Thou' to style on this
I just don't need nobody to smile on this
You n***as singing too much
Get back to rap, you T-Paining too much
I'm a multi-millionaire
So how is it I'm still the hardest n***a here
I don't be in the project hallway
Talking 'bout how I be in the project all day
That sound stupid to me
If you a gangsta this is how you prove it to me
n***a just get violent
This is d**h of auto-tune, moment of silence
La da da da da da
Hey hey hey goodbye
Hold up