Echota Yoda (Feat. Lil Wayne)

Them things still knowin' what they goin' for I'm heavy in a couple cities, don't tell the informers Chevy 16 inches, ten switches, drop top old school hold ten bitches Fool them riches, get both of them digits No new nigga compare to Young Nuts hung low, ho', prepare your tongue Yeah, the game been hurtin', I'm the medicine Ahead of 'em, I ain't then squirt at the rest of 'em, motherfuck 'em I'm the boy on fire like Corduroy Reppin' the ghetto, I get money forever I got two clips taped together That's a hunnid, whatever, lovin' the cheddar Call me Mozzarella, it's no sweat I can hustle in the hottest weather I'm Weezy fuckin' Baby, La Zattera P.S. a few shots to whoever, yeah Bands, big bands in the jewelry store Dance, diamonds dancin' like a group of hoes Left the club 'round five, but you know it's on Just got a picture of the titties on the camera phone I get inside her head, she give me frontal lobe I make her gimme more throat than the baritone Pullin' up, shouldn't drive 'cause I'm way too throwed Call a Uber when I'm done, they could take me home I'm the truth, never lie to no lady, ho' Especially when the music on the radio Walkin' through the halls and they play my song Mama walkin' out the room, she got nothin' on Hoes tryna pump me up, smoke just like Amaco Oh yes, they might trip, but then that means they gone Don't fuck with classy bitches, don't get me wrong Barely wearin' clothes, showin' camel toe Rollin' up a swisher, so I'm in the zone Lightin' up a blunt, take one to the dome Oh yeah, that's my bitch, what they got goin' on? This ain a hot — summer unless you on the song Sick, too sick, think I got a cold Diamonds dancin' all around like the merry-go Lit, so lit, burnin' through it, dough I'm 'bout set flame and fire to the Louis store