Tropics Lil B

[Intro]
Yesssss, I appreciate y'all for still fucking with me, you feel me
Yeah, celebration bitches you feel me
If you don't already know who it is by now it's ya boy Lil--
It's Lil, it's Lil B

[Verse 1: Lil B]
Never been a pillow whisperer
Young niggas moving straight up
Never been a grind nigga straight up
Young niggas looking like food
You getting ate up
I got a fork, give me a napkin
Hold ya plate up
Your buildings, ain't not strong enough to support
You need support in a second
A home wrecker, interior designer
Rob and Crime Mobbin'
That's the bay for ya
I knuck if you buck
Get ya head stuck in the cuts
Man you better go head and get some niggas abrupt
When I speak it, I hit 'em rough
This that real shit, man they can't get enough
Shouts out to Styles P
Man I feel like the ghost
Niggas off B block
Smoking pounds of dope
On the west-coast man good times is sheisty
I'm the rawest rapper out that's why the people don't like me
It's Lil Boss