Uh Scooby doo be doo
Niggas mysery cause who the fuck is you
Spongebob a nigga put a hole into
Like a par in golf we do just what we do
Beat up on a nigga like a fuity loop
You can't heal my sickness like a chicken soup
Haa haa
I'm bout to fucking go (crazy, crazy)
Shyguy rich & action on the track
Already know it's gone slap
Yuh yuh
I ain't with no bitch shit
Get off my dick tip
It's money on my mind
So ain't got time to go and kick it (yuh, uh)
All bout my business (yuuh)
Future I predicted it (predict, ayye)
Don't play
About my paper if you play you get evicted (uh uh, haa haa)
A million ones, I'm one in a million (ouu)
Bright like a star, I'm not a civilian (nope)
Play on yo cards, work on positioning
No I won't tire till I hit a billion uh
Hot nigga, as you surely can see
How you envy, hate, but wanna be me
Get up off my nuts not vitamin D
I am the source like the fruit of the tree
Only nigga say i came out of the random
Now they bithes call me handsome
Talking bout you can not pop out like this without planning
I be blasting like a cannon
Taking you out like a edit uh
Flex with another nigga shit you pathetic
No you not a king you not aesthetic
I get the hustle from, my genetics
Uh Scooby doo be doo
Niggas mystery cuz who the fuck is you
Spongebob a nigga put a hole into
Like a par in golf we do just what we do
Beat up on a nigga like a fruity loop
You can't heal my sickness like a chicken soup
Hardest nigga when I'm stepping in a group
Expensive cars when we driving in a coupe
Playing with my business we gone play around and get you hurt
Leave you six feet into the dirt, yo family rock ya merch
We gone run this shit up from the 1st until the 31st
Nigga you don't want the worse (uh uh yuh)
I ain't with no bitch shit
Get off my dick tip
It's money on my mind so ain't got time to go and kick it (yuh, uh)
All bout my business (yuuh)
Future I predicted it (predict, ayye)
Don't play about my paper if you play you get evicted (uh uh)
Pop out the party, i'm
Dropping the bodies, these niggas be cappin like bitches
I run in yo house, and i take all yo shit, now i'm taking yo life
Now ya soul is EVICTED! lil buddy a victim
Ion really stress when i talk about them bitches
Came from the bottom yeah i came from the trenches
Fuck with the gang we ain't got no snitches
Pull up to yo house leave ya daddy with stitches
First of all ay, niggas do it for the blogs, i'm a gawd shout sixx
Nigga you is not no fucking
Shiesty, tryna get it back
In blood, you tryna do that shit thru typing
It dont matter, fuck, say you poppin percs, ima pop you til you burst
Johnny bravo walking getcho stupid ass rejected
Watchu testin, smith and westons, actin reckless, shit you guessed it
Leave you Mojo Jojo on the floor, glocks all poppin
Like some bubbles, all that trouble
Finna blossom, all my bitches be on go
Bandits L v L, asked who shot you, yeah we did it
Said you was baller but you skrtted in the civic
So we got yo friend, and from this earth he got evicted
I- um man i'm done with these lame ass niggas