Came Up Pt. 2 Larry June

[Intro]
Shit!
Aye Aye aye
Damn
Got damn
Yes lord
Sock it to me
Yeehee!

[Verse 1]
I don't save hoes, not a captain
Beat the pussy up I got it clappin
Bitch done fucked up my damn mattress
Versace covers bitch I'm really mackin
At the farmer's market strapped with the cannon
You never knowing when this shit could happen
I was playing the net you was playing Madden
Broke your baby mama for a hundred thousand
I know I hurt your feelings bruh my bad
You wanna beat the bitch up real bad
I serve them papers to him but he still calling
The bitch chose up now he hella mad
I'm in New York but I'll be gone tomorrow
All I know is ball, bitch I'm cashing out
She be like "I knew June when he was in high school"
Bitch shut the fuck up I'm balling now
Got a bad bitch making egg whites
Bitch looking like a Tommy Hil model
I just left the Bay, I'm on Fairfax
I'm finna take a job, she finna go tanning
She like why you never call
Aye sweetie, hand me that Palm Pilot please, thank you
I don't shop at malls (GOD DAMN)
(I don't shop at malls)