Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Look
[Verse 1]
The f** is wrong with your a**?
You think I'm a poet?
Naw my n***a I'm just rhyming 'bout the sh** I go get
Waiting on my lonesome
Always on some so-solo sh**
Happened in the street
Chances are Lolo did it
Wait
Hold on ho, hold on
I said
Trials on these hoes, trials on these hoes
I got that b**h brand new
Put some miles on these hoes
She said she wants money
So I dolls up these hoes
Give 'em to your n***as
Putting miles on these hoes
Typical n***a, flip a few figures
You said that you with her
What's her elixer
[Musical Break]
[Verse 2]
Yeah
Look
I said
The f** is wrong
The f** is wrong
You patronizing
I'm on these hoes
I'm on these hoes
Cause that's my livelihood
I mean
Every hood I've been
They recognize it
Lips I've see
I get some green n***a they realize it
Cook meals for a n***a
Cook meals for my n***as
Ask Rick or CeeJ or me or Rich of sh** my n***a Villain
I love the twat
And I love the shower
Most importantly
Real sh** to me
Is I love the guap
This is something I know
I'm just playing my role
Every chick that I knew
Helped me get to my goals
Thank daddy for (?)
I'm on a quest to find me some balance
I'm on a quest to find me some palace
Imma just find a heart for me to manage
I said
This is something I know
This is something I know