Realism VS Idealism

You did good, $lick

Its, a, smash

Players never, players never, play-play-players never die

Give her antihistamines, pistol green like it's a buck

Tr-tr-trigger squeezin' like I'm fiendin' for a reason to give up

F-for a reason to give up, f-for a reason to give up

Trigger squeezin' like I'm fiendin' for a reason to give up

Yeah, they call me Yung Mutt, in the cut smelling like some indica

All these hoes keep splitting cuffs, spilling guts

No ands, ifs, or buts

If her butt was any fatter, I'd be fucked and quickly bust

Splatter kids all on her mug like she's allergic to my nut

Give her antihistamines, pistol green like it's a buck

Trigger squeezing like I'm fiending for a reason to give up

Bend your knees, begging please, like I could really give a fuck

Uzi tucked against my spleen, I'll make you bleed until you rust

Yeah, for the static, I'm an addict

Back at it like a chiropractic, crack habit

If I want it, I'ma have it, knock you off this fucking planet

Send your corpse up to the stars, replace 'em all with fucking maggots

Yeah, pants saggin' red flaggin'

I'ma get the bag, whether it's paper or it's plastic

All these fuckboys I be slappin', ain't got time for all your cappin'

I'ma conjure up my demons, whisper all their names in Latin

B-B-Billy Bob, a Halle Berry, Wetto Makaveli

Billy Bob, a Halle Berry, Wetto Makaveli

Billy Bob, a Halle Berry, Wetto Makaveli

Wetto Makaveli, W-W-W-Wetto Makaveli

Yung Wetto, it's Yung North, mane

Whipping in a Ford thang

Gripping on the hammer, Indiana, slicky Fort Wayne

Pot filled with white dust

House color white nut

Looking for the chewing, Patrick Ewing out a white slut

Cup dirty, Glock .30, murk a motherfucker quick

Eastern bloc, sticker shock, custom how I rock a Benz

Five percent on the tint looking like The Babadook

Fuck a fight, I'd rather shoot, my youngins holler, "Hootie-hoo"

I yell, "Amen"

Hollow tips rain in

*59 guerilla, I'm too real for them to cage in

Southern Cajun

Suckers bite the pavement

Told that ho to hit my agent, talking 'bout engagements

Fuck a blame shift, I'm that motherfucker, boy

Creeping through the night, turbos breathing like they paranoid

Billy Bob, a Halle Berry, Wetto Makaveli

Northside, burn 'em at the stake while singing "Bloody Mary"

Give her antihistamines, pistol green like it's a buck

Tr-tr-trigger squeezin' like I'm fiendin' for a reason to give up

F-for a reason to give up, f-for a reason to give up

Trigger squeezin' like I'm fiendin' for a reason to give up

B-B-Billy Bob, a Halle Berry, Wetto Makaveli

Billy Bob, a Halle Berry, Wetto Makaveli

B-B-Billy Bob, a Halle Berry, Wetto Makaveli

Wetto Makaveli, W-W-Wetto Makaveli