Hoo, hoo, hoo, ayy
1] I feel like I'm a but I'm 5'8" I feel more defiant y'all hate the only niggas runnin' in the car race Serve a nigga with the butter like (Yeah) Rap niggas all soft, so I'm a bit of Pac, bit of Kanye You a bit of Fox and Beyoncé (Right) Any beef to me get sautéed Yeah, the fake ones runnin' with the face Bet that pump to your tongue make your race (Grrr) And I you take it all the wrong way Leave you slumped near the pump, the bar place This red light put your ass in a dark
You a trill nigga, get your hands up You a nigga, get your mothafuckin' hands up You a real nigga, get your bands up You a real nigga, get your mothafuckin' up
2] Celebration, No debatin', crown me king, I'm of waitin' (Yeah) champ, I gotta face it You disgracin', people sensin' that fakin' I'm the Lord, I go Satan With the flow and take 'em out, 'em (Yeah) No mistakin', new Hood pullin' up to rule the nation (Alright) And I came a way from the stash house (Yeah) Now I switch spots a Dalmatian (Right) kid played by the crack house (Yeah) And I got my out when my ass paid (Alright) understand when I black out (Yeah) I give a fuck 'bout a wack hater I give a fuck 'bout no rap favor to bow to the Lord and say all your prayers
You a nigga, get your mothafuckin' hands up You a nigga, get your mothafuckin' hands up You a real nigga, get your bands up You a nigga, get your mothafuckin' hands up