Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah, you better hit the ground Tasmanian Devil, I hit her with the spin around Cuddy taking hit after hit, he just might win Triple Crown
Shoes untied, off the shrooms, still won´t trip about a ho You got shrimp up in you, bro You got wimp up in you, bro Birdie with a thirty, don´t you see it stickin´ out my coat? It´s a button in my Goose, I´ll flick it to that mode Brodie dropped a Yacht Master off of shipping out them loads Last time you had a twenty, Trump was giving out them loans Testers hittin´ like they Creed, junkies sniff ´em like cologne We gon´ sip it, we gon´ pour, I ain´t pickin´ up the phone When I was broke, they ain´t let my calls ring Before I come down and get a bucket, tie my drawstrings
Out here aimin´ at the sky, who you shootin´ towards? Out here cuffin´ nats and writin´ statements, where´s yo´ uniform? Tell a bitch she can´t get anything except a unicorn ??? with yo´ ho, we in here doin´ porn Shit, I made it through the storm, I give props to God Triple-double every game, I´m like Oscar Rob´ Slide down, tap the trigger once, it´s like fah-fah-fah Lil´ brodie glued his nuts on, he want a mobster job (Yum) That´s a lobster chomp It´s a boogie-woogie night, we posted where the monsters mob This shit louder than a concert, let me put my ´Wood out
Boy, you the type to eat a glizzy miles from a cookout Lil´ brodie ride the scooter through the hood, he paid to look out I told him make it here before them if he see the hook out Pull up to the spot, still pain, Quag´, Wocky, Tris We got that, we got this, we got yeah, we got nah This bitch hotter than H-E-double-hockey-sticks Scammin´ flippin´ scripts, found a yerk in the floppy disc
(Okay, Enrgy) (Enrgy made this one) Lil´ brodie tryna dodge, crime in the deep He´ll put you on MLive, 9 in his jeans If it´s RIP me, I died in my sleep ´Cause the opps ain´t on shit, boy, we slicin´ the beef
Head hit the top of the server, shit, I´m high as can be Treat a Visa like a windshield, boy, I´m wipin´ it clean Everybody covered up they ears, I´m just lightin´ my weed In the jungle like I´m Tarzan, find a vine then I swing Get the drop 5:59, we gon´ slide by six Would´ve thought I had carpal tunnel, how I ice my wrist Why yo´ bitch just like my pics? I think she tryna bite my dick I need a tuxedo for my brain, how I mind my biz If I hear a snake hissin´, I´ma let that Drac´ rattle Cuddy, he got E´s, he got P´s like he play Scrabble
Like the last day of school, we could have a pape´ battle Shooter put him in a cemetery but he ain´t Hackle Ninety days in the Lab, I can teach you how to rap Ninety nights on the road, I can teach you how to stack Ninety days on the stove, unc´ can teach you how to trap I wasn´t born in the nineties, I´m a 2000´s baby Set the timer, tryna break a record countin´ eighty Plug just shipped the load, you smoke over-the-counter eighthies Never stopped the grind, we putting extra hours lately