- BET, [Indistinct]
[Lyrics]
Okay, shit, I just woke up in an animal
I just woke up in a Lambo Flawless baguettes
and the orange Richard I
just had bust down a cantaloupe ...
want beef and I'm tryna be vegan
But ... it, bae, bring a can of smoke
I can't see ... in the glasses store swear
Slidin' in the coupe in the back
Smoke out the bag too big for a sack
Do you see her baby hair growing down her back?
Shawty look just like a two-year-old brat god, damn
Just like a record, get scratched skrrt
Y'all ... rats, dispatch dispatch
I got four Blacks, Kit-Kat ooh
ain't this some thing, I'm dad
Kid, where you from?
Talk 'bout the trenches, I came out the trenches
I came from the roaches, I came from the riches
I'm from where they call you a rat if you snitchin'
I came from the same ... street as the pimp is
I'm raised by them ... we sleep with them ....
Young ... came from nothin', he'll give up his kidney
But Saint Laurent still tryna cease-and-desist it, woo
Hey how do you keep up with millions?
My ... I'm straight out the trenches,
woo ... say let go they ...
We treatin' them right and we grantin' they wishes, woo
I was a capo in my hood way 'fore a plaque or a mention woo
He can get hit with the 'stension woo
Shot for the foe, but I missed it yeah
Tick tock, tick tock
Ten shots to your side like tick tock tick tock
When I bow down to my ...
it come with a big rock Big rock
Do you wan' know how it is what?
When you a big dawg? Yeah
You might got to take the assist and what?
Let your dawg get the big shot woo
Tick tock, tick tock
Ten shots to your side like tick tock tick tock tick tock
When I bow down to my ... it come with a big rock
Big rock
Do you wan' know how it is what?
When you a big dawg? Yeah
You might got to take the assist and what?
Let your dawg get the big shot woo
[Lyrics]
It's Young Wunna and Young Wheezy, man, this ... too easy
Different ... for every season showin' me they cleavage
I take drugs and feel relaxed, it's like they therapeutic
She text that ...
I don't call back so she won't think I need it
Made it out the jungle, I ball, ain't got no jumper
Rest in peace to my uncle, never met, but I still love you
Remember that ... from way back, playin',
I pay 'em to pop him
Stayed in the ... where the killers at,
made my pillow a chopper
This ain't diamonds you lookin' at,
and we done updated the roster
You can tell it's a ... posture
Young GunWunna, I'm spittin' it proper
Trappin' at school, I was servin' bags,
police was searchin' my locker
Who did your jewelry? It look like brass,
one of your bros should've stopped ya
[Lyrics] Woo
(Tsunami)
Spider, SEX
Yeah, yeah (woo)
Yeah (woo), yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah), yeah
Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
The price I want for a show,
you gon' need three promoters (woo)
I got the body from Jim Ellis, but I had switched the motor
(skrrt) I got these bad ...
riding 'round this bitch and they all the coldest (yeah)
I just told her make a store run (yeah)
I just bought all the Trojans (yeah), yeah (yeah)
I told her stay out my mentions (yeah)
I told her stop telling everything
she seen and told her,
"Meet me at the Ritz" (let's go)
I got baguettes in the back of my ring
and I wasn't even tryna hit (tryna hit, yeah, yeah)
I told her she gotta run through the team
Before she can talk
to the leader ('fore she can talk to the,
yeah)
Lamb chop, I just pulled up with some food (skrrt, skrrt)
I told lil' mama, "Tie all my shoes" (my shoes)
Showed her two million cash, now she woozy (woah)
20 watches and I'm still snoozin' (20)
I had came up out the trenches,
then I had beat a few bodies like Boosie
She said, "You murk 'em, I show you my ..."
I had to sing to this ...
like lil' Toosii (woo, woah, woah, yee, woo)
Yeah, yeah (woo)
Yeah, yeah (ski)
Yeah, yeah (let's go)
... got a Backwood on her nightstand
She must be ... with Gunna (yeah, yeah)
I fuck with slatts and we come to eat racks
And I came with some ... piranhas (yeah)
All this Biscotti I got in my
'Wood, need somebody grow me a tree (tree)
Came out the hood, now my trunk got a hood,
now I crank up the car with no ...
Beat it, she for the street-neet-neets
Only once, she got hit at the 'spinini
I feel a lil' rich this week, to influence my family
to not be ... (be cheap)
I tote an FN on me, call Neechie-Neech,
just a Glocky key Duke
Rollin' 60's, he locked in C's We roll in that coupe
with the bucket seats (bucket seats)
Got out that mud like a football cleat
I used to trap out of that ... Jeep (four-door)
Call up the plug and he know what I need (know what I need)
Stay on her knees
so we hardly speak (hardly speak, yeah)
I'm in New York counting shmoney (yeah)
Ain't the stuntman, but I'm stuntin' (yeah)
Wunna, these vibes wanna love me (yeah)
Not wifey, and no lovey-dovey
Yeah, yeah (woo)
Yeah, yeah (ski)
Yeah, yeah (let's go)
... had an Act' stain on her jeans
I know she ... with Thugger (yeah, yeah)
I ... with slatts and we come to eat racks
And I came with some ... piranhas (yeah)
- BET y'all make some noise