[Intro]
Yo, Ned
I just popped a bean and I'm on a helicopter (Ayy)
God damn (What’s the problem?) I'm a problem
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Hold on, let me do that
[Verse]
I just popped a bean and I'm on a helicopter (Ayy)
I don’t wanna do shit, unless I'm with my partners
I got all this money, gave it straight to my mama (Straight to my mama)
I just wanna fuck Michelle Obama (Michelle Obama), ayy
Okay what's hannenin'? (What's hannenin'?)
I don't trust nobody 'less they got some melanin (Black folk)
That girl lyin’ when she tellin’ me she celibate (She ain't)
Ayy, free all of my niggas, let the felons out (Let ’em out)
I won't stop 'til every nigga make a First Day Out (Woo woo)
Ayy, what the fuck he say? I'll punch him in his mouth (Wait, ayy)
Ayy, ayy, remember when Janet Jackson had her titty out? (Wow)
Ayy, remember when Rihanna had her titty out? (Wow)
Free the nipple, man, Jordan Peele, get it out (Yup)
Made a three-course meal at his baby mama house
She want me to change but all my change is in the couch (Get it?)
I burn the house down, R.I.P. Left Eye (R.I.P. Left Eye)
Now I’m in Ireland, I'm sippin' on the bitter stout
Yo, Ned
I just popped a bean and I'm on a helicopter (Ayy)
God damn (What’s the problem?) I'm a problem
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Hold on, let me do that
[Verse]
I just popped a bean and I'm on a helicopter (Ayy)
I don’t wanna do shit, unless I'm with my partners
I got all this money, gave it straight to my mama (Straight to my mama)
I just wanna fuck Michelle Obama (Michelle Obama), ayy
Okay what's hannenin'? (What's hannenin'?)
I don't trust nobody 'less they got some melanin (Black folk)
That girl lyin’ when she tellin’ me she celibate (She ain't)
Ayy, free all of my niggas, let the felons out (Let ’em out)
I won't stop 'til every nigga make a First Day Out (Woo woo)
Ayy, what the fuck he say? I'll punch him in his mouth (Wait, ayy)
Ayy, ayy, remember when Janet Jackson had her titty out? (Wow)
Ayy, remember when Rihanna had her titty out? (Wow)
Free the nipple, man, Jordan Peele, get it out (Yup)
Made a three-course meal at his baby mama house
She want me to change but all my change is in the couch (Get it?)
I burn the house down, R.I.P. Left Eye (R.I.P. Left Eye)
Now I’m in Ireland, I'm sippin' on the bitter stout
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