Aye, aye

Um

This one might be a little bit (Mathias, heh-heh) of a free', folks

Welcome to the land that I don't know 'bout shit

Black and white like a panda if you see my whip

Hit you wit' the hammer if you touch my bitch

Give a fuck 'bout a stand, give a fuck 'bout shit

Get the fuck back, I really won't trust that

I will just pull up to yo' crib and take all that

Fuckin' paint it all black

Anger, well, I solve that

Tell me what's the problem if it's the only thing called that

Tell me how you solve 'em when you just chillin' in all that

I just can't be chillin' and kickin', it ain't no small cap

Baby, it's a big cap

Roll it up and hit that

Whippin' in a Hatchback

Told the cops, "Can't see that"

Baby, think you need that?

You don't need that

You think you get me back?

Heh, don't think I see that

Think that you should switch raps?

I think you need that

Tired of them chill raps?

I think you should see that

I'm a fuckin' real G, and I fuckin' breathe that

Bitch, I fuckin' breathe that

Bitch, I fuckin' breathe that

Tell me you can't see that

Look into my face, bitch, I don't need no ski mask

Welcome to the land that I don't know 'bout shit

I might just tell you a story, it go just like this

Used to give a fuck, then switched to livin' up

Sinner man, peppermint swirl, when I switch it up

Now I see the world through a new lens

Fuck yo' new Benz

It ain't worth shit 'cause you ain't got no two cents

Fuckin' have a thought about something