Shit Yea Lil B

[Intro]
(Yes)
(Ayy)
It's ya boy, Lil B (Yes)
Berkeley, stand up (Yeah)

[Verse]
BasedGod (Yes) blowin' ninety blunts
I'm on my own shit now—I ain't gotta front
Young Boss spit Wolf Pack crack
And she put her tongue out (Yes)—I'ma hit that, split that
On a mission, (Yes) mission to fuck her
And I'm anxious, (Yes) anxious to fuck her
Now, lights out right now
Get that boombox—I'm finna pull the mic out
Bitch, yeah! Shit, yeah! (Yes) You're here? Shit, yeah!
Eighteen wrist, (Yes) yeah! Spitter wrist, yeah!
Bitches love me—uh! (Yes) I'm very hot
I make her bend her knees (Yes)—she gon' never stop
Ask Young Bull, (Yes) ask uncle
And I do this—yes, I'm full (Yes)
No dumb bulls, just based boys
Wit' a busty chick, (Yes) and she gon' lick the boy
Brrrangdang, I'm insane
I took your bitch—she love my game
All day, she love my game (Yes)
360—I switched games
PS3—no wrist game
But you know it, this mane
All air, distance (Yes)
Flying persistence