D.O.A. (Death Of Auto-Tune)

La da da da da da

Hey hey hey goodbye (good riddens)

Hold up

Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen

No ID on the track let the story begin

Begin, begin

This is anti-AutoTune, death of the ringtone

This is ain't for Itunes, this ain't for sing alongs

This is Sinatra at the opera, bring a blonde

Preferably with a fat ass who can sing a song

Wrong, this ain't politically correct

This might offend my political connects

My raps don't have melodies

This shit make niggas wanna go and commit felonies

Ah, get your chain tooken

I may do it myself, I'm so Brooklyn

I know we facin' a recession

But the music y'all makin' gon' make it the great depression

Ah, or your lack of aggression

Pull your skirt back down, grow a set men

Ah, ah... nigga this shit violent

This is death of AutoTune, ah moment of silence

La da da da, hey hey hey goodbye (Hold up)

Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen

No ID on the track let the story begin

Begin, begin

Hold up, this ain't a number one record

This is practically assault with a deadly weapon

I made this just for Flex and Mr. C

I want niggas to feel threatened

Stop your blood clot crying

The kid, the dog, everybody dying

No lyin', your niggas' jeans too tight

Your colors too bright, your voice too light

I might wear black four years straight

I might bring back Versace shades

This ain't for Z100

Ye told me to kill y'all to keep it 100

This is for Hot 9-7

The shit for clue for Khaled, for we the best and

Nigga this shit violent

This is death of AutoTune, moment of silence

La da da da, hey hey hey goodbye (Hold up)

Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen

No ID on the track let the story begin

Begin, begin

Hold up, this shit need a verse from Jeezy, ay!

I might send this to the mixtape Weezy

Get somebody from BMF to talk on this

Give this to a Blood, let a Crip walk on it

Get me Pharrell to style on this

I just don't need nobody to smile on this

Y'all niggas singin' too much

Get back to rap, you T-Pain'n too much

Ah, I'm a multi-millionaire

So, how is it I'm still the hardest nigga here?

I don't be in the project hallway

Talkin' 'bout how I be in the project all day

That sounds stupid to me

If you a gangsta, this is how you prove it to me

Nigga, just get violent

This is death of AutoTune, moment of silence

La da da da, hey hey hey goodbye