(Smoov, what′s good baby?)
(Aha) I want the flamer on, bitch, I want to kill, yeah
Niggas ain't gettin′ no money
And this shit getting Ingleweird
I ain't fucking with these niggas
Nigga, I'm the don, I′ll turn the whole Cali against you
Tie a nigga up, he hang over, you′ll be black dove
A hunnid out the chop, try to box, he'll get whacked up
Bruce Lee kicks on the mop, knock his plugs out
He′s a cult member, hang him up like a coat then
Jenny from the block, make it rock like we slow dancin'
The Ruler, I′m the don, niggas know that I'm a foolie
It′s Forgis on the Dawn, only poor people buy Rucci
In eight months, for beating life I got a million for recoupment
Talibans, and they blood huntin', spinnin' with his kufi
Shoot somethin′, they don′t even be outside for me to do nothin'
I′m wearing two kilos, get him whacked for c-note
Think I'm Wheezy F. Baby, Ice Cream and Go DJ
The firemen I burnt ′em, we ain't tryin′ to hear them sermons
Y'all be givin' when we pull up to them trenches with them fullys
Turnin′ party gang members into witnesses, who man is this?
For real
How you join a gang when you 25?
"Drakeo do they know with you it′s do or die?"
And when you fry all yo' opps make it supersize
I think this nigga mad ′cause my jeweller Rami
They love me in the club with my toolie hot
Stone a nigga quick, I Medusa-fied him, get down
33 shots Scottie Pip-house, spin laps
Turn the suburbs of Inglewood to a gym factory
Just dance, Brian Pumper, pussy nigga jump man
This Stinc Team run LA, you got to come better
Please take yo' hollow chains back to your one jeweller
It′s time to set the play up, I'm a punt kicker
No name niggas always wanna be a part of somethin′
Since niggas want a handout, I gotta let him hold a hunnid
Know a lot of niggas told in Inglewood, y'all condoning snitching
I just dropped 50 on a blind nigga, he ain't see it coming
Keep the homie name out yo mouth, or white sheets be covered
Blow a niggas toppings off of bread, it′s a pizza party
Niggas cold as fuck, even with a Boosie feature
Bygones be bygones, that wouldn′t even do for Jesus
Niggas sweet as buttercups, turn his ass to Reese's pieces
Left a massacre in Neimans, if a pile was left, then clean it
You can take it how you want to, receive it, I′m a demon
Inglewood niggas weenies, I'm a felon, you a preacher
Talk to me, I was poppin′ 'fore I had the Drake feature
Shout out Aubrey, that′s my nigga, realer than a lot of niggas
Don't run up on me with my jewelry, I be quick to pop a nigga
Dread heads in the car, got some top shottas with me
Uh, shit
You know, uh-uh, we ain't goin′ back and forth, know what I mean?
Uh, nigga, I′ll make everybody hate niggas, uh, man, y'all know
Yeah, I am, I′m the truth, nigga
My voice is strong, so
Nigga, Chevy my frames
Niggas cliquin' up and all that, nigga
Niggas in, I don′t understand that shit, nah
Niggas don't like us but wanna rap like us, like
Niggas wanna buy the same shit we do
Niggas wanna go to the same jewelers as us
Niggas can′t get the same jewelry as us
Can't drive the same cars as us
Like, nigga, anyway, you know the truth, man
Long live Jameon Davis and all that
Yeah, free Kell, free Riley, all that, yeah, you know the truth
