Oktane - Rowdy A lyrics

[Intro] I am very high and very drunk Where are we? [Hook] Attention kids, roll up an ounce Light up and smoke it in swollen amounts We are the n***as they warned you about I thought I told y'all get the f** up and bounce I thought I told y'all get the f** up and bounce I thought I told y'all get the f** up n HOL UP [Verse 1: Oktane] Naw you little b**h that ain't incense, roll up Light up, inhale, exhale, slow up They shouldn't be talking all that b**h grow up Take your weed ignite it then blow up Dynamite C4 we are show up Now I'm on stage got damn it I'm tore up Bounce b**h, bounce, I don't need that slot sh** in my house Never need all that, she'll take that And then bust back and do it all with her mouth Word to Travis young n***as back b**h I blast this and make n***as back flip Young gifted ba*tards all back at rap You should all react like you love it b**h [Hook] [Verse 2: Price Tag] No, I swear these n***as acting like hoes These women acting like b**hes theres Way to many ricos and not enough money making b**hes, damn shame Oh oh, young crips growin up we was little C's like we was B.I ni**a From the city where there ain't sh** free but I'm still screaming free my n***as B-O-Dub gang and you're talking to the presidente Ever since the tenth grade me and my n***as been taking off days like barbers that need their rent payed Run that bounce that, show your heart I ride with animals, Noah's ark I'm a f** her good and I'm a take her home And I'm a make her sit in the back like Rosa Parks Thats Price, don't ask no more Pa** the blunt, you better ask before Pa** the bottle we don't drink out cups Young n***as run the game, don't walk round us, n***a [Hook] [Verse 3: Oktane] Shut up! Trying to get at the thought of me and combine it with sodomy And it won't be as baddest as it ought to be I gotta be a prodigy if you choose outta your three favorite rappers you're gonna swallow me I am the black Chuck Norris or Van Dame I don't give a damn damn, or two f**s or one sh** Whether you come with an army or one clip, I'm shooting like dice Now f** you where's Price [Verse 4: Pricetag & Oktane] [Price Tag] I make this paper stress like fold out, beds Real n***a never sold out And I probably can hear you the haters talking If my f**ing weed wasn't sold loud But it is, so what it is same clique never switched real sh** And I ain't sticking to no b**h unless her name is this script Hold on ! You know the plan, you know I can't Be holdin the hands, all i wanted was a pole dance Then I'm superman that ho like a Soulja dance And then kicked her to the curb like a soda can [Oktane] You know this man and now I can probably say That now today the I.E's down the stay And now we pray for everybody round the way Rest in peace this beat and Rowdy A