Hahaha, alright Let that beat drop Okay, let go Look, go on make em clap, make em do that And when this nigga rap, they be like "who dat?" She in the party super wet, where the pool at? I got a big head, so my hat adjust to 2 snaps Money to the ceiling, tell me where my roof at Your pants too tight, maybe you just too fat Just a cheetoh with doritos, yea, I lay em like du-rags Boy, I know why you mad, cause my chain stoopid And your girl leaning all on me I'm a give her a couple of drinks, then I put her ass to sleep Bedtime, if she come she a freak Then you read them headlines that she fucking with c. B What you mean? I'm a ball out I'm driving space ships, I threw my cars out What I call a garage, you call a house Live in that hole in the wall, you are a mouse They be like: Chris, you killing it, soprano Valet tryna steal my keys, nigga this ain't no piano What you mean? I'm the president, but fuck a bout a plan though They gonna have to change the channel, cause it's way too much to handle Yep, haha All that bullshit, I ain't hearing it Cause I'm on point, like a pyramid And I'm flushing you turds, killing shit Only hear two words, nigga sit Yeah I'm the bestest I'm in that range, you in that low key Off that super loud, the car smoking, but it's Friday What up smokey? Damn, man all these cameras are bananas And the waitress hate me, hope she don't spit in my sandwich Yea, ya'll can't get at me like a mention Indirectly, ya'll respect me, because this boy in detention But still I walk around too proud Neighbors mad at me, cause I fuck too loud You would think I was police, how I move crowds V-a-gina! Two up, two down Team breezy, yea I'm reppin it We the shit boi, so don't step in it I'm all about my stripes, like a veteran And it's getting too late, I need to take my medicine Ok, ok let me go Nigga be shining, this soul glow Boy, look at all these diamonds And my chain so heavy, and my neck be rhyming Can't see you, all I see is my shades Girl, got her giddy giddy, frankie lyeman I make her cum like clockwork What you call that? Perfect timing They call me Hercules Just like a slave, she working me Know she off that Bonnie, when she smoking and got them purple leaves 7-Eleven head, no hands when she slurping me Then she swallowed my sword, like a circus freak