Girl, ya' goin' (where ya' goin') Girl, where ya' (where ya' goin')
Girl, ya' goin' (where ya' goin') Girl, where ya' (where ya' goin')
1: Paul Wall] Paul Wall, Two cups, up I pull up on them thangy thangs, crooked They me like a Laker game, I caught ya' lookin' Cup purple like the Laker game, extra With a finger up in the air, up to everybody who judgin' If you talkin' down then you need to that shi* abruptly Walk up in this like, "F**k you, double cut me," Listen bro, trust me, it's the dough that make them me They'd rather be with me because your rusty is dusty I'm too up in this Mountain Dew, off the DJ Screw yeah I keep a few, I'm fresher than the morning news Prada shades, exclusive view, Italian shoes I slew If ya' think I ain't the shi*, then bi**h you be sniffin' glue is my favorite hue, and codeine is the cause (hold up) I change my cars everyday, I change my drawers I swear to God I hate you haters I hate the laws Hot boxing with your broad, got kush out my exhaust
Girl, where ya' goin, who ya' came with, your name is I you trackin', cause I'm famous, cause I'm famous Keep the chrome on my waist bi**h, gon' say shi* around in my spaceship, man I'm wasted
Girl, where ya' goin, who ya' came with, what name is I know you trackin', cause I'm famous, cause I'm Keep the chrome on my bi**h, ain't gon' say shi* around in my spaceship, man I'm wasted
[Verse 2: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo Critics telling me I rap too I throw them off a gap-toothed smile When I raw, I dropped bars in 2013 and I'm coming in with a brand new sound Who the hell got something to How fake motherf**kers am I crushing today? I'm trying to handle my Eat up or my stomach ache And brace when I let my steez rub in face Can we all just get To me, I get a violent Ni**as be wildin', a gang of shi* when I ain't lookin' But when I see they stay silent Why is the world with a whole bunch of morons? I'm in the middle feeling trapped like I'm I know it's a cold planet but f**k it I'm still chilling with my sandals and on a fortune, watching whores cum, f**king them raw make them get abortions Here's a line of cocaine, you should snort I'm the new rapper brainwashing son I'm just trying to make everything fun See, I do this strictly out of So I guess I'm like other rapper making some bullshit Just so you can buy it and give me more F**k those Ni**as, I'm much iller Every couple of my nuts grow bigger When I get spotted by women they get the to hop on Twitter so they can upload pictures I'm usually willing to it up, go figure I got a girl, so I don't give a f**k Hop into your car and it, for the bars of madness Cuz I'm far from I'm bi**h!
Girl, where ya' goin, who ya' came with, what your is I know you trackin', cause I'm famous, cause I'm Keep the chrome on my waist bi**h, gon' say shi* Riding around in my spaceship, man I'm
Girl, where ya' goin, who ya' came with, your name is I know you trackin', cause I'm famous, cause I'm the chrome on my waist bi**h, ain't gon' say shi* Riding around in my spaceship, man I'm
3: Yelawolf] They let that killer out the cage, give me the keys Forrest Catfish Billy got a shotgun, shells full of that norris chump Cowboy boot-kick motherf**kers to the floor I'm bored as f**k Coors to crush, to crack, doors to rush, jam packed Brother hard, more to look than looking, they is lucky to know me Buddy I'm an alcoholic, and a I'mma work this paint, paint on a Also, a with a Dupont bucket, full of mossy green Dammit, camouflage on the I done lost my team, I'm hard to Let me put it to you simple, I own this f**king I'm a pioneer, look these are my clones that are popping out I must've been abducted I was in Alabama Me and fox, I swear I saw it channels, looking for Dukes of Hazzard Between Rap and Dixie Flags I don't know if I'm fishin', huntin' or puttin' tags on and bucks Mountin' or the f**kin' masses, into a lake So they can take a bath in Subjects that I intertwine with lines with such a Get bagged by MCs, haters they chuckle, laugh and choke It's such a to me I fill a machete with croaks, suck on that Shit is dope, I'm popping, it's wrap, folks It ain't been this abusive that single that Bubba had, nope Yeller!
Girl, ya' goin, who ya' came with, what your name is I know you trackin', cause I'm famous, cause I'm Keep the chrome on my waist bi**h, gon' say shi* around in my spaceship, man I'm wasted
Girl, where ya' goin, who ya' with, what your name is I know you trackin', cause I'm famous, I'm famous Keep the chrome on my waist bi**h, ain't say shi* Riding around in my spaceship, man I'm