ALLAT

Big, big chop, can't live without him Ain't going dumb like we at a pep rally Free Mac Blast, I'm with Leaf, we rowdy Shoot one black to go long like I'm Howie Big guns, big bags, everything big Buy drugs, come back, strip a nigga with a dread wig Buy a brick, crack it open just like Craig did Sip too much lean, I hope I get to see my grandkids Cover three, shit on lock, I'm Trayvon Diggs They say you can't stop the rain, somehow I did Turn that tip out on him, finna start a mosh pit Big floor, it switches on everything Bitch gave me a handjob, she wore a wedding ring A.R. at an audition, I let it sink Only thing gon' stop the pain is all black, novocaine When I get inside my pen, I like to think I'm Mark Twain I'm these niggas' stepdaddy, call me Ving Rhames Every day, hit her with a crown, I'm all black, LeBron James She want me to kill her, can't, cause I got dog ways Broke my heart, put it on ice, right away All black, I been that nigga since I wore a 10 fade First time I broke a bitch, I was in the 10th grade Make one phone call, I'm gon' get my rent paid I got bands and all that, got hoes and all that I got hella mad niggas that's jealous and all that Good drugs, 100 thugs, they strapped and all that Put a nigga on a Gildan t-shirt and fall back I'm like 45 Mike and all that, 7.6 tools, rearranged his ball cap Baby actin' Nickelodeon, she think she all that Ass fat, toes done, good legs, all that Me and Twista, ain't no dub to pour up Five ounces, six ounces, I don't know, I'm fucked up Told him slide for his mans, he froze up I got some nudes you can use, your bitch done chose up Big glory, it switches on everything Bitch gave me a handjob, she wore a wedding ring A.O.R.A. at an audition, I let it sing Only thing gon' stop the pain is all black, no McCain When I get inside my pen, I like to think I'm Mark Twain I'm these niggas' stepdaddy, call me Ving Rhames Every day hit her with a crown, I'm all black, LeBron James She want me to kill her cake, cause I got dog wigs Big glory, it switches on everything A.O.R.A. at a audition, I let it sing When I get inside my pen, I like to think I'm Mark Twain I got bands and all that, got hoes and all that I got hella mad niggas that's jealous and all that Good drugs, 100 thugs, they strapped and all that Put a nigga on a Gildan t-shirt and fall back