Ha, hey guys, let's do one
of those no melody songs
That'll be so creative
Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah
Ayy, Wendigo, you sound like
Kenny Beats right now, hahaha
Chase the money, chase money, hahaha
Yeah, oh my God, bitch,
yes, yeah, Wendi!
B B b h I'm smokin' gas in my
chambers like it's the holocaust
Pull up with a K on my rifle,
that's what the holo cost
Teacher said you won't be
successful makin' those animations
Shut yo apple eatin' ass
up and do some laminations
I tear a page out the bible
if I be out of papers
Idle niggas worshipin'
idols, put acid in yo wafers
Pastor said you won't be
successful gettin' that boomin'
Did I ask ya p y nigga? You a human
And I'ma be a star soon, wavy like
Ahab, hit that n a with the harpoon
Save me, I may have pulled the trigger,
ate some hard 'shrooms Maybe I'm
faded but I wiggle like a cartoon
Yeah, I feel like a cartoon
I'm in yo devices, perpetuate your
vices in crisis but I'm the nicest
Always eat your food with spices
Pay attention to the prices,
don't be made into a sucka
You won't have enough for supper,
keep ya numbers on the upper
Tupperware eatin', my
seatin' steady on the carpet
I park it and then I spark it,
no marketin' hittin' targets
Hit like a guitar pick that's strummin'
Or like a drum that be gunnin' you
down for fun, I chuckle and then I run
Run up, I dump it out,
he wanna thump it out
Coke in a mountain, my
b h gotta lump it out
Don't do no arguments,
pull up, no parkin' it
You hear the sound when
my niggas is sparkin' it
I got two hands on that
bitch, I won't double back
I got that cookie it double wrap
I got Gelato in Cuban tobacco
I popped a new bottle and
blew out her back, ho
I act like a wacko
I spit like I'm chewin' on you and
don't know what to do with the goo
You a slimy ass nigga, you
drip like a garbage bag
Try me, I'll always pull
up with a larger mag
Built like an armory, niggas
got no chance of harmin' me
Smoke up a garden G,
I think it harden me
I am not hurtin', my
pain is too far to see
b h if we kick it, no way you say
"Naw" to weed or to poppin' a bottle
We pop him, he waddle
I ain't never dawdle, I'm kickin'
the throttle while f kin' a model
I stay as drawin', yo life is
novel and most of it awful, uh
Nobody read no more, I stay
on the screen, you w e
You pay to get to seen, you poor
Don't play for no team, I'm bored, huh?
Talkin' that s t yo lip
look like an a e
Walk in that bitch, shoot
the bricks out yo castle
You one them niggas, not
purse, it's a satchel
That s t a purse, but
it's less of a hassle
Why it got tassels? Why
it got tassels on it?
I won't pass the chronic to ya,
supersonic hoover vacuum, b h
I pack her smackin' lips
My d k attack her, slip
inside her back end quick
Stackin' chips like it's a Pringles can
Let's get it crackin' bitch, n a
Bring it then, bring it then
Bitch, I'm, bitch, I'm
Bitch, I'm smoking (Bitch, I'm
smoking) gas in my chambers
like it's the holocaust
Cubie!
Bitch, bring the hate
Bring the smoke
Bitch, bring the hate
Bring the smoke
Bitch, I'm feelin' great
Yeah, (Bitch, bitch,
bitch, bitch, bitch)
Bitch, bring the hate, bring the smoke
Bitch, I'm feelin'
great, chopstick get ate
F k yo fate, change your f kin' state
Under sewer grates, put
the stock up to my waist
I make you flip, like a cake,
f k yo zip, yo cookie fake
I tend to drip when I bake,
put tobacco in my face
Bitch, off the rip, I be laced,
go outside and catch a case
The p y wet from the mace,
riot dyin' in the street
Keep up the pace, f k you slowin' for?
We racin' on our feet,
we move with haste
I'm amazed, all these niggas fallin' off
Free 14, all these other rappers soft
Spider Gang, choppa cough
Bitch, on paper I look
greater than presidents
Set preposterous precedents, got
a roster of resonance copper?
Bother the residents proper,
stockin' your evidence locker
Medicine set, it'll stomp
your head in a dropper
I keep the lead in a yappa,
I get to poppin' ya top or
ya legs and sever spit red
And I drop ya dead and
in heaven with papa
B B b h I'm smokin' heat like
an oven, Hansel and Gretel
Sippin' tea inside your neighborhood,
cannot handle the kettle
Pullin' up, double glovin', I'm
buzzin' grippin' the metals
Spend a dozen and dip
before he can settle (Yuh)
He want beef, but he a chicken,
I smoke a nigga, rotisserie
You history, I use my machine to
make you a mystery like Scooby Doo
I roll up my doobie,
full of the beautiful
Her booty pull me in 'cause
she's suitable, irrefutable
Run up on you, make you a
victim, I'm the f kin' shooter
I don't pay for features, I lick
'em, watch your damn computer
Back in high school they
took my scooter, they made
me a looter (They did it)
I feel smart, I ain't need no
tutor, born a true intruder
b h I'm smokin' gas in my
chambers like it's the holocaust
P P Pull up with a K on my
rifle, that's what the holo cost
T T Teacher said you won't be
successful makin' those animations
T T Teacher ain't no doctor,
ain't got no patience (Nah)
I feel like a cartoon (Yeah, yeah)
Bitch, b h (Huh?), I
feel like a cartoon, huh?
(Ha, now we're so original guys
Let's add that to the new genre
Oh my god, so lyrical
I only deserve when
there's so much clou )
