Bap, bap, ugh
Posted up in the rain, not singin'
Skraight shots, now my Nokia's ringin'
I ain't rollin', I can't bring my thing in
Pigeon, I don't mind ridin' a pigeon
Big double R off the lot, no hire
The V's on fire, but I'm still whippin'
Came for the bag, grab that, and I'm dippin'
Landed the pack bike red and I'm flippin'
Purple slime, double cupped up sippin'
Back strap spliff moon rocks what I'm billin'
Pups said you don't live twice, so you best think twice
Bring a mash wherever you're kippin'
I weren't brought up to go slide or slippin'
I'm havin' talks with my label grippin'
In a meetin', linin' half a chicken
They're tellin' me that production's kickin'
Who's that? Rise it, dump off, bine it
Corn slaps in the blink of a eyelid
Fully dunce, I don't know why he tried it
We grip years in different sizes
Green like giant, brown like iris
And we got white like Miley Cyrus
Pack just land, bruck that and then fly it
It was gone in the blink of a eyelid
Grey Goose got me loose, I'm faded
Wait, you can look in my eyes and see
Spat Kitchen Stove, now they stop and pree
Can't roll in peace, 'cah they notice me
No one believed that I'd make it out of the mud
Now I'm up, they're all praisin' me
The best by far and it's blatant B
No way are they in the same lane as me
Posted up in the rain, not singin'
Skraight shots, now my Nokia's ringin'
I ain't rollin', I can't bring my thing in
Pigeon, I don't mind ridin' a pigeon
Big double R off the lot, no hire
The V's on fire, but I'm still whippin'
Came for the bag, grab that, and I'm dippin'
Landed the pack bike red and I'm flippin'
Smoke in the party, I ain't considerate
Each Cuban weighs a half a key
Try with the goons them, I can't believe
Freeze, bro came with half a sleeve
You was up late tryin' to stalk IG
But I miss out and pree with the baitest one
Weighty back, gotta take this one
Bet the gal in L-O-N gonna hate this one
I don't do well with the online, online
Thanks for the news B, I must can't quit
Arch up that back, let me brush that pink
Finna rev it in sport till I buss that pin
Ping, I just do red or tequila
I ain't tryna sip vodka with no yats
Still love a good face girl with no back
I just did a walkthrough and made pro with no tax
I spent thirty K this week, but that ain't a L 'cause I made back sixty
I burn racks so the jakes wanna shift me
And tings from the Netflix shows wanna kiss me
I treat cars like Mario Kart, shift, lift, the engine farts
I was breakin' packs and hearts
I felt like Madden, we threw enough darts
Posted up in the rain, not singin'
Skraight shots, now my Nokia's ringin'
I ain't rollin', I can't bring my thing in
Pigeon, I don't mind ridin' a pigeon
Big double R off the lot, no hire
The V's on fire, but I'm still whippin'
Came for the bag, grab that, and I'm dippin'
Landed the pack bike red and I'm flippin'
Posted up in the rain, not singin'
Skraight shots, now my Nokia's ringin'
I ain't rollin', I can't bring my thing in
Pigeon, I don't mind ridin' a pigeon
Big double R off the lot, no hire
The V's on fire, but I'm still whippin'
Came for the bag, grab that, and I'm dippin'
Landed the pack bike red and I'm flippin'
(Ra Tha Gawd)
(Nathaniel London)
