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[Verse - & (Dizzy Wright)] Yo, one, two check like a Im here Niggas get cozy, its gon be a long Im not by myself so dont try that from the I got Dizzy with me, Id advise you be aware
(Uh, racing, I got a duffle bag Try to snatch it, turn your face a punchin bag The ladies love the tats, to lick em front to back Fuck her once she sneakin out and I think she comin back)
Nah, and I dont think shes coming back So you should quit callin and textin and a breather She only with you cause her ? beaver Now she moved on, I you seen the logo on her T-shirt
(Uh, high life Im blowin ghosts on a road Dummy flow, Steve Harvey I was Romeo You chasing women, Im chasing God only knows If you dont think we the show, then what the fuck you comin for?)
Now tell me that, huh, why you on bullshit? Youll get screwed like a driver, get tool kit Im schooling and Im handing out the rubric You like you got it but you havent even proved shit
(Boy you aint never moved shit, you dont bricks Still livin wit your grand-mama and two kids You a broke confused kid, a Never secondary, I grind its necessary)
Man I unnecessarily talk to talk it The rap like TV or deposit On different shit and ? Im fucking awkward Im in bathroom shittin on your granite faucet
(Your shit is awful boy try to get in touch with me flow, I two girls, one cup the beat Smoking weed, getting high a couple freaks That love the D, especially, cause cant can fuck with me)
Now thats a we both share Im bout to take flight lookin for a low fare A few resist the urge to look, but most You aint ball, just your bitch got no pair
(You got it boy, Barry Bond in your noggin Top Ramen watch p-ssy? got nothing in Boy stop it, I get it poppin, I a problem You been a weirdo, you probably out with Dennis Rodman)
Your court-side, gettin your hair-doo died mama must regret not gettin her fuckin tubes tied In a double-knot to preventing the shame Of having a grown man without an to his name
(Uh, your rap career aint no realer then a turtle I smoke too much, Im always in a circle I got the purple, you fuckers are too My deliver murder, we do this shit, no rehearsal)
Man practice, the fuck is practice? A.I Im insect repellent to those claimin stay fly Dizzy me how to cook, now I bake pies ass swag, like I got my fuckin brain fried
(I my dick long like a giraffe neck Baby wanna try, and say she bad sex I wake up, swag out, and I cash checks This money got me wantin to enter a math tech)
You get work check, cash it, and break down to ones Then pour em on male when you need some fun I earn a cheque then deposit it into my savings Re-up on tree when Im on E and my mom a couple bucks
(Moms comfy, now find I think Im the bomb, I keep the bomb on me Bomb dot com, slash con, Simmons, Kennedy Don YG, with these ratchets, who be around with my time, uh)
Eh, one more time (uh), one for the homies (uh) ? a little bit of (huh?) That means Im gettin busy like I got no shit Im high wit Dizzy, gettin dizzy, off a couple hits
(We on the up quick, Funk Volume runnin shit Breeze got me slow and haters yall can suck a dick Im Dizzy Wright and Im in on some other shit SwizZzle told me aint could fuck wit this)