Hoo, hoo, hoo, ayy
1] I feel like I'm a but I'm 5'8" I feel more defiant when hate Y'all the only niggas in the car race Serve a nigga with the butter like (Yeah) Rap all soft, so strangé I'm a bit of Pac, bit of Kanye You a little bit of Fox and (Right) Any come to me get sautéed Yeah, the fake ones runnin' with the hard Bet that pump to your tongue make your heart (Grrr) And I hope you it all the wrong way Leave you slumped the pump, near the bar place This red put your ass in a dark place
You a trill nigga, get your mothafuckin' up You a real nigga, get mothafuckin' hands up You a real nigga, get your bands up You a real nigga, get your hands up
2] Celebration, No debatin', crown me king, I'm of waitin' (Yeah) People's champ, I gotta it You disgracin', sensin' that you're fakin' I'm the Lord, I might go With the and take 'em out, annihilate 'em (Yeah) No mistakin', new Pope pullin' up to rule the nation (Alright) And I came a way from the stash house (Yeah) Now I spots like a Dalmatian (Right) kid played by the crack house (Yeah) And I got my moms out when my ass (Alright) understand when I black out (Yeah) I don't give a fuck a wack hater I don't give a 'bout no rap favor Need to bow to the Lord and say all your
You a nigga, get your mothafuckin' hands up You a real nigga, get mothafuckin' hands up You a nigga, get your mothafuckin' bands up You a real nigga, get your mothafuckin' up