[Intro]
Yeah, bitch
Mama, I'm back
[Verse]
Brand new Benz off the lot, paid cash for it
Eight of Wocky in the pop, finna add more
Ridin' through the 6 with more choppas than a task force
This shit just come with the game, you picked a bad sport
Mama, we made it out the hood, I got a glass porch
Type of nigga stayed out of trouble, never had court
I was taught God'll grant your wishes if you ask for it
I could take you to the top, but I need gas for it
Stayin' focused on the task, tryna feed the team
I just sold a hunnid 'bows out the regencies
Every day my life a movie, no DVD
I re-rocked a nigga bag with some PCP
Pssh, hah, I know, it's wrong, right?
Me and D-Boy locked in at the stu' equals long night
I had to rearrange some things, livin' the wrong life
Diamonds bustin' off this chest look like strobe lights
Niggas tryna get some help just to get ahead
Nothin' like them other niggas, I'm a different bred
Oops, I mean a different breed
A lot of legs hangin' from that K, look like a centipede
I used to smoke 89, but this some different weed
I'm only fuckin' with the bitch if her kitchen clean
VS1 F-color, it's a different link
Unc stuck up in the past, still pitchin' P's
Cold-talkin' to the plug, he Vietnamese
She hit me with a headshot, now I'm weak in the knees
I guess the tongue real slick, now she thinkin' I'm Veeze
Bust a meal right in my mouth, got her eatin' my seeds
Hey, I know it's nasty, but it's true
I don't need you nowhere near if you ain't rappin' in the booth
Okay, I got some 'bows in and I'm taxin', yeah, it's true
He gon' do it off the love, ain't gotta ask my bro to shoot
We still'll walk a nigga down with that Glock, aim steady
I might stop the world when my music drop, they ain't ready
The white boys ain't like the real Percs no more, we came fetty
Like a thousand-some grams around your neck, I came heavy
Everybody wanna drop a Hellcat, I came Chevy
Everybody wanna [?][1:38]
Peanut butter rear, on the outside, I came jelly
I need two pair of Air Force 1's, I came Nelly
Pssh, I'm the rap G.O.A.T
Waitin' on a rainy day is what I stack for
Broad thick, she tryna fuck, she tellin' fat jokes
Caught the pussy off the top rope, she got her back broke
Hah, call me Percules
Off a thirty, bitch, my dick stronger than Hercules
Smokin' the 'Wood, gettin' some head, I done burnt her weave
I see you gettin' pape' now, but, shit, you learned from me
Snatch one of my mine, that's a murder to the third-degree
I showed you nothin' but real love, how you gon' turn on me?
He tried to hit me with some game that he learned from me
That .308'll park his shit before he turn the street, and that's word from me
Get rich, then get your people rich
Get a bitch pregnant then kill a baby on some evil shit
A lot of times I move by myself, I gotta be legit
I don't worry 'bout too many problems, 'cause I keep a stick
Yeah, bitch
Mama, I'm back
[Verse]
Brand new Benz off the lot, paid cash for it
Eight of Wocky in the pop, finna add more
Ridin' through the 6 with more choppas than a task force
This shit just come with the game, you picked a bad sport
Mama, we made it out the hood, I got a glass porch
Type of nigga stayed out of trouble, never had court
I was taught God'll grant your wishes if you ask for it
I could take you to the top, but I need gas for it
Stayin' focused on the task, tryna feed the team
I just sold a hunnid 'bows out the regencies
Every day my life a movie, no DVD
I re-rocked a nigga bag with some PCP
Pssh, hah, I know, it's wrong, right?
Me and D-Boy locked in at the stu' equals long night
I had to rearrange some things, livin' the wrong life
Diamonds bustin' off this chest look like strobe lights
Niggas tryna get some help just to get ahead
Nothin' like them other niggas, I'm a different bred
Oops, I mean a different breed
A lot of legs hangin' from that K, look like a centipede
I used to smoke 89, but this some different weed
I'm only fuckin' with the bitch if her kitchen clean
VS1 F-color, it's a different link
Unc stuck up in the past, still pitchin' P's
Cold-talkin' to the plug, he Vietnamese
She hit me with a headshot, now I'm weak in the knees
I guess the tongue real slick, now she thinkin' I'm Veeze
Bust a meal right in my mouth, got her eatin' my seeds
Hey, I know it's nasty, but it's true
I don't need you nowhere near if you ain't rappin' in the booth
Okay, I got some 'bows in and I'm taxin', yeah, it's true
He gon' do it off the love, ain't gotta ask my bro to shoot
We still'll walk a nigga down with that Glock, aim steady
I might stop the world when my music drop, they ain't ready
The white boys ain't like the real Percs no more, we came fetty
Like a thousand-some grams around your neck, I came heavy
Everybody wanna drop a Hellcat, I came Chevy
Everybody wanna [?][1:38]
Peanut butter rear, on the outside, I came jelly
I need two pair of Air Force 1's, I came Nelly
Pssh, I'm the rap G.O.A.T
Waitin' on a rainy day is what I stack for
Broad thick, she tryna fuck, she tellin' fat jokes
Caught the pussy off the top rope, she got her back broke
Hah, call me Percules
Off a thirty, bitch, my dick stronger than Hercules
Smokin' the 'Wood, gettin' some head, I done burnt her weave
I see you gettin' pape' now, but, shit, you learned from me
Snatch one of my mine, that's a murder to the third-degree
I showed you nothin' but real love, how you gon' turn on me?
He tried to hit me with some game that he learned from me
That .308'll park his shit before he turn the street, and that's word from me
Get rich, then get your people rich
Get a bitch pregnant then kill a baby on some evil shit
A lot of times I move by myself, I gotta be legit
I don't worry 'bout too many problems, 'cause I keep a stick
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