[Intro: Big Time Watts & Freddie Gibbs]
Yeah, yeah yeah
Hey, man, let me tell you something, man
I ain't gotta leave no motherfuckin' message
Yeah, yeah yeah
This Big Time motherfuckin' Watts man
When I call you answer the goddamn phone motherfucker
Yeah, yeah yeah
Freddie motherfuckin' Gibbs
Yeah, yeah yeah
I ain't no groupie, I'm your motherfuckin' uncle
Yeah, yeah yeah
Now answer the goddamn phone next time I call you, boy
Yeah, yeah yeah
Or I'ma come down there and beat your ass
Since I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home
[Verse 1]
Nigga get a watch, and a couple chains, think he harder than you
Drop the jewelry, grow some dreads, think he smarter than you
Please yourself or please your homies, man, what's harder to do?
Did some things in life I know I don't want my daughter to do
Shit, got a list of things I don't want my daughter to do
On the blade, tryna get paid, choppin' hard with the crew
Type of shit I did to make me feel a part of the crew
'Til I cut my niggas off, now I'm apart from the crew
I'm playin' my own so I cannot play all positions for my niggas
They hate me, pocket watchin', they got me distant from my niggas
Shit's so fake this days, I got's to keep a pistol around my niggas
Got me on some Grayson Allen shit, I'm trippin' on my niggas
Lord, Chevy dookie blue, on them 22's
Cali pack will send them bitches through, let them bitches move
Everyday I take a couple Qs, serve that after school
Momma take my money, yeah, that's cool but she don't approve
Birds take a bath, dip them in the pool
'Bout to hit them bitches with the soda, watch them do the fool
Everyday I twerk a couple Qs, serve that after school
Momma take my money yeah, that's cool but she don't approve
Yeah, yeah yeah
Hey, man, let me tell you something, man
I ain't gotta leave no motherfuckin' message
Yeah, yeah yeah
This Big Time motherfuckin' Watts man
When I call you answer the goddamn phone motherfucker
Yeah, yeah yeah
Freddie motherfuckin' Gibbs
Yeah, yeah yeah
I ain't no groupie, I'm your motherfuckin' uncle
Yeah, yeah yeah
Now answer the goddamn phone next time I call you, boy
Yeah, yeah yeah
Or I'ma come down there and beat your ass
Since I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home
[Verse 1]
Nigga get a watch, and a couple chains, think he harder than you
Drop the jewelry, grow some dreads, think he smarter than you
Please yourself or please your homies, man, what's harder to do?
Did some things in life I know I don't want my daughter to do
Shit, got a list of things I don't want my daughter to do
On the blade, tryna get paid, choppin' hard with the crew
Type of shit I did to make me feel a part of the crew
'Til I cut my niggas off, now I'm apart from the crew
I'm playin' my own so I cannot play all positions for my niggas
They hate me, pocket watchin', they got me distant from my niggas
Shit's so fake this days, I got's to keep a pistol around my niggas
Got me on some Grayson Allen shit, I'm trippin' on my niggas
Lord, Chevy dookie blue, on them 22's
Cali pack will send them bitches through, let them bitches move
Everyday I take a couple Qs, serve that after school
Momma take my money, yeah, that's cool but she don't approve
Birds take a bath, dip them in the pool
'Bout to hit them bitches with the soda, watch them do the fool
Everyday I twerk a couple Qs, serve that after school
Momma take my money yeah, that's cool but she don't approve
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