[ Featuring Lil Mabu ]
I'ma f*ck, then dub her (grrah)
That's word to my mother
I'ma f*ck, then dub her (Double E)
Let's not act like we loved each other (the Young Genius hates dumb ass motherf*ckers)
(Ayo, Eli, what the f*ck?)
F*ck y'all
I'm tryna see if she like me
I'm tryna see if she really excite me
I'ma just do it, like I'm Nike
All black Tech, and that gun, it excite me
Beam on the Glock, so I don't gotta chase
What he gon' do when that gun in his face?
Like, and still can't wait 'til I catch you
Grrah-ta, pull up, I'm like Trey
Feelin' like Thor when I tote on that hammer
We on they block, different colored bandanas
Two opp thots, and they f*ck wit' my grammar
Don't make me tweak, like I don't got no manners
Look, I don't got nine on the set, but I got this opp nickel on my waist
G, brodie, I'll bend at his face
See, told him hope he never play
Don't give a f*ck if they bendin'
'Cause we good, we got all different Gen.'s
So much shots, we let off 'til the end
She a vibe, 'cause she offer her friend (thotty)
She stop smilin' when I get to boppin' (thotty)
Got her all in my head like she need it
I'm on court, and I ball like Stockton
I'm on point, I'ma shoot if they creepin'
And it's cold out, so keep you a heater
Please don't think you can run from the Reaper
Yeah, I run up, but I never need her
I turn it up wit' a diva
I start shakin' my dreads like a Rasta
I go cool wit' the steel like the shottas
Pussy good it be soundin' like pasta (Italian)
Sometimes, I just gotta' stop her
I'm tryna see if she like me
I'm tryna see if she really excite me
I'ma just do it, like I'm Nike
All black Tech, and that gun, it excite me
Beam on the Glock, so I don't gotta chase
What he gon' do when that gun in his face?
Like, and still can't wait 'til I catch you
Grrah-ta, pull up, I'm like Trey
Grrah
We get paid for the feature (on God)
I don't even wanna be here, bitch
Same thing for the clubs and shit, it's not fun, pay me to appear (cash)
Henny is nasty as f*ck (ew), so pass me the Madison Beer (woo)
All hoes, lemme' make it clear
This what I'm on this year
I'ma f*ck, then dub her
That's word to my mother (word to my mother)
I'ma f*ck, then dub her (dub her)
Let's not act like we loved each other (what I say)
Huh, f*ck, then dub her (okay, okay)
F*ck, then dub her (what I say)
F*ck, then dub her (dub her)
Let's not act like we loved each other
Grrah
And I'm shootin' from deep
And my form is elite
I put the cane on the beam
Free Kay, take me (free him 'til he free)
And my record is clean
I get a case, and it's beat (let's see)
Red, purple, green, I sold every color of a beam, bitch
Duck for cover (seriously)
Or get put six feet under
Oh no, what a bummer (R.I.P.)
Prayers out to your mother (don't hate me)
I'm tryna see if she like me
I'm tryna see if she really excite me
I'ma just do it, like I'm Nike
All black Tech, and that gun, it excite me
Beam on the Glock, so I don't gotta chase
What he gon' do when that gun in his face?
Like, and still can't wait 'til I catch you
Grrah-ta, pull up, I'm like Trey
Dum-dum, deedle-dum-dum
Deedle-dum, deedle-dum-dum
Deedle-dum-
