1] I'm through Ladera in a Beemer looking cleaner Drinking on the Slurpee, eating that fajita My passenger is occupied by Senorita And mother keeps on bugging me about wanting to her I really need her, I'm just tryna treat her real nice So on, up in the night, I could go beat her And make a lie the gonorrhea So she feel guilty about me wanting to leave her That "fuck" on t-shirt is cheetah And I got that '87 bunny flow, like an Basket, you faggots, is plastic, like nerds old glasses But I'm liable to get my ass kicked Conned-Sort actor, a Baby Milo in the attic you losers can't get me Nikon and the Canon, were never the same And do not take a picture, I can't be seen with you lames
Man, y'all some lames Man, y'all muthafuckin' lames lie to yourself, y'all some lames Man, y'all some The Canon don't flash, y'all some I be seen with you lames You mothafuckas is lames
2] Can't stop for, flashing, a cop car Me and. rock well, I'm a star Fuck y'all the O.F. is on 'em Custom rolling while we're Ronald Regan on 'em Y'all drug dealers, I Sagan on 'em Chop and screw Nas tracks, I got waiting on 'em My is yellow, but the grill is gold I couldn't the Ritalin cause my therapist the pill is old I skate, but I guess that's lost control I don't have sense, sorry I sold my For some Bapes low-price, stale rate Authentic, never fake, the poll, our statistic Stay with authentics, check my Cause my mob's like we Ceelo And he know, I am yes and even she Every instrument is a gram,