Aye, youngin′s ona' job
Aye. Aye
Youngin′s ona job
They just tryna up chicken
You not one uh
Youngins ona job
They just tryna up chicken
They not one of mine
U know I can't Fuck w em
I been in my skin
U know I be tucked wit it
Sometimes you spin off
Double back them come different
Thats a life hack
Blood sellin blenders out the whip
Ima buy black
I Don't be at the club
And I Don′t be at the kickback
Ima HipHop nigga
This was not a mishap
Take this as my get back
Tearin through them layers
You don′t want it
Thats that gift wrap
You can think its funny ina town
Okay Sinbad
You ain't turned enough pages
To read Nim man
All I see is ass kissers
Vince McMahon
It′s malarkey
Families feud
In Bablyon like the Marleys
Tweaker slappin I just wana rock
Bald with a stache Steve Harvey
Hittin the lil dance
Somebody playin it offa Harley
Uk that its madness
Im all ona mandem head
Aye thats dandruff
Under conditions
Put me next to them
They missin dimensions
Stupid type catchy
Shit costly expensive
You a be a cat
If I don't dog instrumentals
How suckas all in yo mental
Im shakin hands at the venue
We live what others pretend to
You could have the potential
Thats only half the battle
G.I. Joe
There you go
You know that i be onta shit
Ask yo mama ask yo granny
They know i be onto it
Errybody claim the town now
They ont belong to shit
I got that certain je ne sais quoi
Its my lil twist
Aye, and it′s my lil twist
