Presidental MAF Teeski

[Intro]
(Big Oz on the keyboard and shit)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, ain't tryna kick, don't call my phone
We up on all the opps, I think you a factor, we get you gone
I know I'm ten toes in the trenches, I'm still tryna bail out and hit his dome
And today, I'm on that bullshit, drop your lo', we could get it on
Fell in love with L.A., bitch, that's like my second home
I go shoppin' on my off time, bitch, I'm fly just like a drone
I could call my bro whenever times get hard and pull out a loan
I can't settle for less, that's why I like all hoes grown
Yeah, let me rip you out them thongs
Same bitch made you wait, boy, on first night, she lеt me bone
Signed a rеcord deal, went and paid dog shit for my stones
He traumatized his mama, she fucked up, her baby gone

[Chorus]
This brand new Glock hold thirty-three like Pippen
He caught like a salt buck out the clip, his ass still can't be livin'
Every day, we bendin', if you want the smoke, bitch, you could get it
Ridin' presidential, Scoom Gang, I'm a fuckin' menace
Yeah, you into it with our hoes, come gang bang with us
Don't get no views, your music ass, lil' boy, hang it up
Every day, we bendin', if you want the smoke, bitch, you could get it
Ridin' presidential, Scoom Gang, I'm a fuckin' menace