Lyrics
Listen
up
you
mothafuckin
weirdo
(Woo)
Hop
off
my
mothafuckin
dick
(Woo)
Okay?
Let
me
pop
my
shit
(Woo)
Ay
Ay,
Ay,
Ay
(Yo)
Back
on
track
Couple
hood
niggas
that's
cooking
up
crack
It's
fuck
how
you
feel
if
we
going
off
facts
Not
crashing
the
fuck
out
and
going
on
rants
Show
me
your
resume,
you
can't
You
bitches
aint
friend
of
me,
you
fans
Hoes
wanna
be
me
bad,
get
a
good
knee
pad
Cause
you
hoes
really
need
me
bad
But
who
got
the
most
hype?
(We
know)
I'm
checking
my
foresight
(You
know)
I'm
checking
these
bitches
like
Nike
Adidas
Cause
I
got
some
more
stripes
I'm
eating
these
rappers
the
course
light
They
still
cannot
see
me
like
no
sights
I'm
checking
now
That
Bedroom
Bully
outdid
your
album
in
four
nights
But
you
pose
nice
(What
a
fucking
joke)
This
ice
on
my
neck
just
bought
it
(ay)
Be
damned
if
a
bitch
can't
flaunt
it
(ay)
This
right
here
like
Sonic
(Uh)
This
right
here
push
started
(ay)
This
right
here
Iconic
(facts)
This
right
here
might
profit
(facts)
All
these
demons
reach
like
Diamond
Blacc
they
want
my
profits
(Stats)
Let
me
slow
this
shit
down
for
slow
bitches
Watch
my
finger
now,
you
should
know
different
(Woo)
Shitty
booty
bitches
need
enema
(Woo)
Like
Tupac
Shakur,
bitch
I'll
hit
them
up
(Hahaha)
(What
Cali
Royal
say?)
My
shit
gone
slap
Wherever
I'm
at
that
shit
gone
slap,
yuh
That
shit
gone
slap
Wherever
I'm
at
that
shit
gone
slap,
haha
(Yeah,
Yeah)
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