Mustard on the beat, ho
ay mustard on the beat ho
Deebo any rap ni**a
he a free throw man
down call an amberlamps
tell him "Breathe bro"
Nail a ni**a to the cross
he walk around like Teezo
What's up with these
jabroni-ass ni**as
tryna see Compton?
The industry
can hate me
f**k 'em all
and they mama
How many opps
you really got?
I mean it's
too many options
I'm finna pass
on this body
I'm John Stockton
Beat your ass and hide
the Bible if God watchin'
sometimes you gotta
pop out and show ni**as
Certified boogeyman
I'm the one that
up the score with 'em
Walk him down
whole time
I know he got
some ho in him
pole on him extort s**t
bully Death Row on him
Say Drake I hear
you like 'em young
you better not ever
go to cell block one
To any b**ch that talk
to him and they in love
just make sure you hide
your lil' sister from him
They tell me Chubbs
the only one that get
your hand-me-downs
and Party at the party
playin' with his nose now
And Baka
got a weird case
why is he around?
Certified Lover Boy?
Certified paedophiles
Wop, wop
Wop, wop, wop
Dot f**k 'em up
Wop, wop
Wop, wop, wop
Imma do my stuff
Why you
trollin' like a b**ch?
Ain't you tired?
Tryna strike a chord
and it's probably
A min.........or
They not like us
They not like us
They not like us
They not like us
They not like us
They not like us
You think the Bay
gon' let you
disrespect Pac ni**a?
I think that Oakland show
gon' be your
last stop ni**a
Did Cole foul
I don't know why
you still pretendin'
What is the owl?
Bird ni**as and
burnt b**ches, go
The audience not dumb
shape the stories
how you want hey
Drake they're not slow
Rabbit hole is still deep
I can go further I promise
Ain't that somethin'?
B-Rad stands for b**ch
and you Malibu
most wanted
Ain't no law boy
you ball boy fetch
Gatorade or somethin'
since 2009 I had
this b**ch jumpin'
You ni**as'll get a wedgie
be flipped over your boxers
What OVO for?
The "Other Vaginal Option"?
Pussy ni**a better
straighten they posture
got famous
all up in Compton
might write this
for the doctorate
Tell the pop star
quit hidin'
f**k a caption
want action
no accident
And I'm hands-on
he f**k around
get polished
f**ked on Wayne girl
while he was in jail
that's connivin'
Then get his face tatted
like a b**ch apologizin'
I'm glad DeRoz' came
home y'all didn't
deserve him neither
From Alondra
down to Central
ni**a better not
speak on Serena
And your homeboy
need subpoena
that predator
move in flocks
That name gotta be
registered and placed
on neighbourhood watch
I lean on you ni**as
like another line of Wock'
Yeah it's all eyes on me
and Imma send
it up to Pac, ayy
put the wrong label on me
Imma get 'em
dropped, ayy
Sweet Chin Music and
I won't pass the aux, ayy
How many stocks do I
really have in stock? Ayy
one, two, three, four
five, plus five, ayy
Devil is a lie
he a 69 God ayy
freaky-ass ni**as
need to stay
they ass inside ayy
Roll they ass up like
a fresh pack of 'za ayy
city is back up
it's a must
we outside ayy
They not like us
They not like us
They not like us
They not like us
They not like us
They not like us
Once upon a time
all of us was in chains
Homie still doubled down
callin' us some slaves
Atlanta was the Mecca
buildin' railroads
and trains
bear with me for
a second let me put
y'all on game
The settlers was usin'
townfolk to make 'em
richer fast-forward 2024
you got the same agenda
You run to Atlanta when
you need a check balance
let me break it down
for you this the
real ni**a challenge
You called Future
when you didn't see the club
Lil Baby helped you
get your lingo up
What 21 gave
you false street cred
Thug made you feel like
you a slime in your head
Quavo said you can be
from Northside (What?)
2 Chainz say you good
but he lied
You run to Atlanta
when you need
a few dollars
no you not a colleague
you a f**kin' colonizer
The family matter
and the truth
of the matter
it was God's plan
to show y'all the liar
Mm
Mm-mm
He a fan
He a fan, he a fan mm
He a fan, he a fan, he a
freaky-ass ni**a
he a 69 God
freaky-ass ni**a
he a 69 God
Hey, hey, hey, hey
run for your life
Hey, hey, hey, hey
run for your life
Freaky-ass ni**a
he a 69 God
Freaky-ass ni**a
he a 69 God
Hey, hey, hey, hey
run for your life
Hey, hey, hey, hey
run for your life
Let me hear you say
"OV-ho" (OV-ho)
Say "OV-ho" (OV-ho)
Then step this way
step that way
Then step this way
step that way
Are you my friend?
Are we locked in?
Then step this way
step that way
Then step this way
step that way
Out.....ro