Psst
I see dead people
Mustard on the beat h**
Ayy
Mustard on the beat h**
Deebo any rap
N**** he a free throw
Man down
Call an ambulance
Tell him breathe bro
Nail a n**** to the cross
He walk around like Teezo
What's up with these jabroni-a**
n****s tryna see Compton
The industry can hate me
F*** '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 a** and
hide the Bible if God watchin'
Sometimes you gotta
pop out and show n*****s
Certified boogeyman I'm the
one that up the score with 'em
Walk him down whole time
I know he got some h** in him
Pole on him extort s*** 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**** 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 pedophiles
Wop wop wop wop wop
Dot f*** 'em up
Wop wop wop wop wop
I'ma do my stuff
Why you trollin' like a b****
Ain't you tired
Tryna strike a chord
And it's probably A-minor
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 n****
I think that Oakland show gon'
be your last stop n****
Did Cole fouI I don't know
why you still pretendin'
What is the owl
Bird n****s and bird b****es 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****
And you Malibu most wanted
Ain't no law boy you ballboy
Fetch Gatorade or somethin'
Since 2009
I had this b**** jumpin'
You n****s'll get a wedgie
Be flipped over your boxers
What OVO for
The other V****al Option p***y
N**** better straighten
they posture
Got famous all up in Compton
Might write this for the docket
Tell the pop star quit hidin'
F*** a caption want action
No accident and I'm hands-on
He f*** around get polished
F***ed on Wayne girl while
he was in jail that's connivin'
Then get his face tatted like a
b**** apologizin'
I'm glad DeRoz' came home
Y'all didn't deserve him neither
From Alondra down to Central
N**** better not speak
on Serena
And your homeboy
need subpoena
That predator move
in flocks
That name gotta be
registered and
placed on neighborhood watch
I lean on you n****s like
another line of Wock'
Yeah it's all eyes on me
And I'ma send it up to Pac ayy
Put the wrong label on me
I'ma 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-a** n****s need to
stay they a** inside ayy
Roll they a** 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' town
folk 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 n**** challenge
You called Future when you
didn't see the club ayy what
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
Ayy what
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***in' 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-a** n****
He a 69 God
Freaky-a** n****
He a 69 God
Hey hey hey hey
Run for your life
Hey hey hey hey
Run for your life
Freaky-a** n****
He a 69 God
Freaky-a** n****
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-h**
Say OV-h**
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