Honestly YG

YG fo' hundred! But you already know
Stop tryna act like you don't bitch, you we're just at my house last night, the fuck?
Actin like you don't know who I am and shit
Ay Mustard man I swear to God I just wanna talk shit on this beat man, I swear man, it's all I wanna do bro! Mustard on the beat ho!

[Verse 1:]
It's west side fo' fingers
Hoes feenin' I don't want em
We got weed, bring swishers ho
Break em down and roll em ho
Say I write like poet ho
You ain't even knowin
That I just just be flowin
I like weed cause we be flowin
Fuck nigga you ain't on it
Yo bitch wanna fuck shutup
Bitch I got the burner
Slap that bitch like Ike Turner
Nigga don't trip, you ain't with that
I specialize in click clack
So you better bick back
Nigga just bick it
I'm the man of my city
Run that bitch like P. Diddy
Always got some goons
Always always got some goons with me
Like a bad bitch with ass
Like a bad bitch with titties
Yup I like that, you like that?
Well just hit me on my Ichat
I'm a bool cat so Bick Back stay high but I'm bool doe
Smokin on a Bigarette, eatin a bowl of bereal
With my nigga Mustard' So catch up
You niggas weak
On yo girlfriend face
That's where my niggas be