Sick sh**
Ay yah yah yah yah yah
I hear y'all new sh** and I cringe (I cringe)
Your girlfriend likes me and my friends (My friends)
If we hit it, that oui is not French (Not French)
I'm anti-social, pardon my tints (My tints)
We left eleven, not 11 AM (Yeah)
Raw papers full of peas, cups full of mayhem (Yeah)
We all wavy, I'm just sort of on a different wavelength (Yeah)
See they more like superstars, I'm more like Super Saiyans
Bein' the greatest ever is my destiny sk**s
Since a child, I focused on my Cali b [?] and Michelle (Okay)
Sittin' back, getting head from Mademoiselle
Tryna' put every ghetto kid with a dream in my will
That they catered to you for the 6th time, k**ed it on 5th one
Now they say I'm big time
While them n***as learned how to skip lunch
I learned how to skip lines, I learned how to kick, punch, power
Through to get mine
Used to f** with Sega, my uncle had a pasia
I knew this drug king-pin that tried to run for Mayor
Posted on the back-blocks talking player-player
If she bad and I am greata', get her unlimited data
They tryna' build a wall, man my dogs gon' hate that sh**
And build underground railroads, so the Maybachs fit, yeah
We in the game but we don't play that sh**
Cover your soul before they take that sh**
Young
Right n***a, wrong n***a, dope n***a, ill n***a
Rich n***a, polo n***a, house bigga' bills
Bigga' sick n***a, hill n***a, lit n***a, chill n***a
Racks n***a, real bigga', Shaq bigga', lil' n***a
Facts n***a, trill n***a, tax n***a, still n***a
Coke coke coke n***a
Slowest n***a, hills n***a, choke n***a, no n***a, clip figure
Quick trigger, thick strippers, I ain't into stick figures
Make signals, O.J. with the Wraith
n***a run through the white
n***a, O.J. on my wrist, n***a that's Sunny D-Light
n***a, diamonds in my teeth, Shawty like the pearly whites
n***a, straight from New Orleans, like a playa' dirty rice [?]
n***a, bought a lot of art, and I bought a lot to snort, hey
Beat around her bush, right up there we beat the court case
Talkin' boutta a war, that's a convo' at the bar, wait
Drugs in the Broncos start the motherf**in' Huss race
I take off fom Urden, take your b**h up into MySpace
I tell her keep her mouth shut
And if not I got some Scottish tape
Gotta keep the lock-safe, referring to the safe-lock
The sh** I [?] the ground, shakin' make you do the James Brown
I still wear the same crown, light-skin or light-brown
I still dick her right down, hit her with the pipe bounce
Some n***as like flight crowns
Some n***as like to fight vessels
Some n***as got the right time, if you're asking me
I say “Time will tell”
Some n***as think they icons, some b**hes think that I cast em'
n***as got an iPhone, some n***as had a sky ta**el[?]
n***as really pythons, I'm watching out for myself
Tattoos, black skin, red eyes, blonde[?] hair
Lyin' here, lookin' like “aww, yeah”, launcher chop right up
The [?] and land it on the Timeshare
I will, Versace eye-wear, feelin' like top shelf
Cool is two L's and rock bells, how is the sky there?[?]
Bombshell
Blackin' out, blackin' out, we on the d**
Blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out
All the guns, blackin' out, blackin' out, black-black-blackin' out
On the run, actin' out, actin' out, actin' out, actin' out (Bow!)
Yeah, blackin' out, blackin' out, we on the d**
Blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out, blackin' out
All the guns, blackin' out, blackin' out, black-black-blackin' out
On the run, actin' out, actin' out, actin' out
That's some slick sh**