No Velcro

Told that b***h he can eat the taco with mother****ing ayy (huh?)

I told that b***h he can eat the taco with one hand,

Not ****ing' two hands (yeah, yeah yeah yeah)

And I, okay, hold up, yeah (word word word)

Hold up, hey, hold up, hey (wicka-wicka-wicka-word word word)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah

East side crippin' (crip), 700 livin' (hundred)

Pull up on a b***h, pop him like a penicillin (word, word, word)

Shoot him while he chillin' (huh?),

Take a b***h children (that's on my mama)

I don't give a ****,

B***h, I'm tryna get a million (yeah yeah yeah)

B***h, I need them commas, b***h, I'm on the comeup (come up)

Your b***h on her knees, she put her tongue up (tongue up)

************ up in her tonsils (she slurpin')

I be kicking b***h like a punter (punter)

It's eleven thirty, she's a luncher (luncher),

I'm a stunner (stunner)

I got your b***h wet like my jewelry (wet wet)

Everywhere I go, don't need security (no security)

A b***h grew a beard, that's maturity (that's maturity)

Now everywhere I go, all these b***h ass niggas fearin' me (hoes)

B***h it ain't no ho in me, ayy it's on go with me (word)

I just sold a bow of b*****s in Memphis, Tennessee (yeah)

No janitor I got the keys, no ocean I'm the C (yeah yeah yeah)

And I be ballin', ain't no coaching me (word)

You stylin', you ain't close to me (close)

Musical chairs, sit your ass down (sit your ass down)

I felt like I retired when I gave that boy the last round (rrah rrah)

Say you wanna jack, well I'm finna beat your ass now (what's up?)

Treat you like a blunt,

Watch how quick I get him passed down (gas gas)

Walked in the room,

I got your b***h with her pants down (with her ass out)

I shot that b***h, now he six feet in some sand now (he dead)

I keep a fan, guess I'm somewhere in the stands now (in the stands now)

I don't think these b***h ass niggas stand a chance now (stand a chance now)

Really eatin', thirty in my car, make 'em pop a wheelie

************ I keep that chocolate like I'm Wonka, really

Bananas in my pocket, it's a jungle (it's a jungle), illy

He tried to rob me but I had a chopper, silly

Yeah, yeah, he's silly

B*****s tried to pop me, niggas ate a wheelie

Tabo in this b***h and he acting real silly

CB in this b***h and you know it's grippy

Grippy, grippy, don't say trippy

Forty on my hippy, nigga you'll get drippy

Ayy, you can get it ************, I don't give a ****, ho

Pull up with that thirty,

Smoke your ass like some like some crack though

We don't smoke none of, none of that though

Get your, get your b***h ass smacked though, ayy

And I always keep a b***h stack ho

And my pockets big big, yeah that's a fat ho, ugh

Yeah, that's a fat ho

And I'm in this b***h leaning like I'm Fat Joe

Yeah, yeah, and my heart slow

I can't love a b***h 'cause you know my heart cold, b***h

Jeepers creepers, scarecrow

And a nigga get stomped in some shell toes

Yeah, yeah, I don't rock no velcro

Yeah, yeah, I don't rock no velcro, b***h