Ok I'm leaning to the left
Flag in my right pockets
Star track fly, unidentified flying objects
Extraterrestrial I'm all about my decimels
Retarded in the booth they say I got a special flow
Sicker than your average you rappers is a** backwards
Gudda speak crack and you n****s is crack addicts
The simple mathematics.
You cut the check and I rake in the green like I'm raking the gra** in
Pretty b****es damn near feint when they pa**ing
Call my whip Martin but the first name Aston
Tata head n****s get mashed when I'm spazzin'
Think you f***ing with me put your cash in, nah I doubt
I was young and reckless when Pete say he was about it
You n****s is ducks howards, cowards
Kill the competition and shower n****s with flowers
This rap s*** is ours
Pop b****
Uh, uptown back in it
Hollygrove black menace
Black clothes, black tennis
Black semi,
I've never sat in hemi
That would offend me
Try Maybach on Maybach
B**** I got stacks yeah
Paychecks on paychecks
And I still want payback
And I still don't play that
I kill on asap
And you don't do sh-t but get money all day
P**** shoes on my bullets now they running your way
YM young mula young money all day
Where the drugs so sweet like honey on yay
Which one of y'all say you want drama I'm honoured
I blitz your a** like a muthaf***ing lineman
Stack of paychecks with a whole bunch of comma's
Still wear red like an old 49ner
F*** s***tin on ya, dump the whole toilet on ya
Weezy F baby b**** I hotter than Uganda
Mama ain't make me to make homies
She make me to make history
So doing that's my extra-curicular activity
Bulldozer boy and the target is the industry
Two things I love in the World, good head and victory
You ain't doing it big and broke stop kidding me
Your whip ain't up to date and your hoes look like Mr T
This is Misery, no Cathy Bates
Come at me sideways my money slap ya straight
Yeah I'm a big joker so you know I slap you ace
Leave the club with ya girl send her home with an ashy face
Love is a gamble but it's my casino
Pretend that your the loser I hope that she (?)
I hope the game got life insurance
Cause I'm kill it
And all you wack a** rap n****s dying with it
I'm so Harlem eating but so starving
Pockets full of fat like all I do is eat margarine
Millz
Put the flow in the pot
Crank up the notch
Burn the song from a stove top
It's finger licking hot
His pitch flip cause the n**** flop
My s*** hit like the pitch was soft
N****s cotton balled
She dropped drawers cause she poppin off
Her p**** cross guard but I don't stop at all
I smash in the car, like f*** the f***ing law
I bet daddy gone, who wanna make it done
The rocky s*** that we up on
Shttin on em like hittin the barn
Hey wait they say money talks
Man you don't speak at all
You shop at mini malls
My style two thumbs up like using analogues
I wreck s*** for the recognition b****
Jesus as my witness, say evision
I bore you n****s flame flicker
I melt pictures
Tyga skin aint drippin'