1] I'm rolling through Ladera in a Beemer cleaner Drinking on the Slurpee, eating that fajita My seat is occupied by Senorita And mother keeps on bugging me wanting to meet her I don't really need her, I'm just tryna treat her nice So later on, up in the night, I go beat her And make a lie the gonorrhea So she don't feel guilty about me wanting to her "fuck" on t-shirt print is cheetah And I got '87 bunny flow, like an Easter Basket, you faggots, is plastic, like nerds old glasses But I'm still to get my ass kicked Conned-Sort actor, a Milo addict in the attic you losers can't get me Nikon and the Canon, they were the same And please do not take a picture, I can't be with you lames
Man, y'all some lames Man, some muthafuckin' lames lie to yourself, y'all some lames Man, y'all some The Canon don't flash, some lames I cannot be with you lames You mothafuckas is some
2] Can't stop for, flashing, a cop car Me and. rock well, I'm a star Fuck the O.F. is banging on 'em curlex rolling while we're Ronald Regan on 'em Y'all drug dealers, I Carl on 'em Chop and screw Nas tracks, I got waiting on 'em My is yellow, but the grill is gold I take the Ritalin cause my therapist the pill is old I can't skate, but I that's lost control I have sense, sorry I sold my soul For some Bapes low-price, stale rate Authentic, fake, check the poll, our statistic with authentics, check my steelo Cause my goodie like we Ceelo And he know, I am yes and she know Every instrument is a gram,