Woah

This shit gon' make a **** wanna take off

Hop in the Lamb' and take off

Pack all my bags and take off

This that shit (Woo)

Woah, woah, woah, uh-huh

Woah, woah, woah, uh-huh

Look, take a bite of the forbidden fruit (Yeah)

John Ritter's eight simple rules

Got drugs mixed with the liquor too

Still got love for **** and my bitches too (I love my ****)

Look in the mirror, huh, yeah

Mixin' my demons and ridicules

See the bad bitches in the pigeon coop

You know birds of a feather be flockin' together (Brr)

Open your eyes if you blinded to tarot

Countin' my bread while she feed me injera

Life is a puzzle, I piece it together

I'm prayin' for peace with my hand on my heat (Hand on my heat)

Wish a **** would try

Wish a **** would slide

Wish a **** would reach for my neckpiece

Then I'll be a victim of my own pride, Cuzzi, man (Bop, bop, bop, woo)

Woah, woah, woah, uh-huh

Woah, woah, woah, uh-huh

This shit gon' make a **** wanna take off (Woah, woah, woah, uh-huh)

Hop in the Lamb' and take off

Pack all my bags and take off (Woah, woah, woah, uh-huh)

This that shit

Why would I hear what a broke kid a-tellin' me?

Never set foot in the game, but instead, he creep (Watchin')

Plottin' on everything, on the red eye

My connect be the embassy

Big TOB-i, steady on the lean like 605

Man like me never pick no side

'Less it's war, then we gon', we gon' ride

Bit my style, funny

Best pay the kid homage, dummy

Kids on the block, they yellin', "Red truck"

Boy, I've been puttin' out fire, fire, fire

I put the beat in a hearse

I put the heat in the verse

Sell her a paper

She wanna see it in person

She want some meat for desert

And keep it a secret, woah

Woah, woah, woah, uh-huh

Woah, woah, woah, uh-huh

This shit gon' make a **** wanna take off (Woah, woah, woah, uh-huh)

Hop in the Lamb' and take off

Pack all my bags and take off (Woah, woah, woah, uh-huh)

This that shit

This shit is mad, bro

I'm in Mykonos, watchin' the cash flow

I ain't get to the phone, I've been countin' my blessings

Been reelin' it in like a lasso

And I was sending heat to the last show

Couldn't tell ya, I've been in my bag though

Yeah, he been on a roll, but I be on roll like a crash dummy

They ain't love me when never I had money (Woo)

But I'm livin', so please don't be sad for me

I remember way back in the past when kids used to laugh at me

In the back of the class, like that's funny

Now I'm braggin' and showin' my ass

Now the penthouse be the bachelor pad

That all from the pen and the pad, homie

Ayy, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

Ain't we supposed to go back and forth in this shit?

What the fuck? (Woo)

Woah, woah, woah, uh-huh

Woah, woah, woah, uh-huh

This shit gon' make a **** wanna take off (Woah, woah, woah, uh-huh)

Hop in the Lamb' and take off

Pack all my bags and take off (Woah, woah, woah, uh-huh)

This that shit

This shit gon' make a **** wanna take off

Hop in the Lamb' and take off

Pack all my bags and take off

This that shit

Woo