Hokahey!

It's a good day to die

If it ain't Scheme who be spinning my sets

I need you, I'm obsessed

I'm finna tat out my body

And put a black star up upon my pec

It's gotta be you who massaging my back

When I'm tired and laying on chest

I need your head on my neck and my head on your head and our hands locked together like dreads

'Cause I got past the hoes

Baby, I got past the hoes, yuh

I got past the hoes, huh

I got past the hoes

I took more eyes, gained more sight

I got past the hoes, huh

I got past the hoes, huh

I got past the hoes, huh

Well damn, shorty

Why you hide your face from me?

Take off all them chains

'Cause we ain't slaves

And mine's the place to be

My mind go E.B.B

My LLC like TDE

I heard them jawns go "tee-hee-hee"

I grabbed my glove, two-thirds of that

I took the grip and hid the stack

'Cause that's how we go tit-for-tat

Atlantis Bloods, like Dan' and Mac

You know we always get it back

I want a seat and the whole table

Buy it out just for the label

I-

I-

I-

I got past the hoes, yuh

I got past the hoes

Baby, I got past the hoes, yuh

I got past the hoes, yuh

I got past the hoes, yuh

I got past the hoes, yuh

Ay, yuh, huh

I got past the hoes

Baby, I got past the hoes, huh