Tay-K
JOHN CENA

[Intro: Tay-K]
Let's get it

[Verse 1: Tay-K]
Bling, bling, bling, pinky ring fiend
Newport Boyz no fucks with me
Scott peeled off in a car, Fyre P
Fuck the opps, singin' in the station like Glee
Heartbeat racin', you're pussy low-key
Put this TEC to your neck, where the fuck is the green?
Ski mask off, so you know it was me
Shoppin' at Ross, that shit rock, and I'm clean
Why can't I cough? It's the Promethazine
Knockin' at yo door, better vote for me
Man hold up, put some Aunt Jemima in my soda
Block gettin' hot, need two Motorolas
Young bitch on Snap, she's a bitch like I told ya
Green stay on a lil' n***a like Yoda
All these rats trash, got this room kinda colder

[Chorus: Young Dick Mobbin]
My whip got the tint, so they can't see me when I sip (I sip)
You be talkin' shit, while yo' bitch is at my crib
Do not associate with me (Nah)
You thots wanna procreate with me (Nah)
I avoid 'em evasively
Out-shine any fool who facin' me
[Break]

[Verse 2: Young Dick Mobbin]
Creepin' round the cut, never creepin' round the clip
All my goons grimy, all my goons be off them shits
If you lookin' for me, bitch, I'm probably trappin' out the crypt
Tried to set me up? But you know I came equipped
With that burner, with that laser, tell them opps, "See you later"
I got Tay-K with me, talkin' shit, you catch that Fader
I ain't talkin' magazines, I got a hunnid round drum
We be chasin' paper, hittin' capers just for fun

[Chorus: Young Dick Mobbin]
My whip got the tint, so they can't see me when I sip (I sip)
You be talkin' shit, while yo' bitch is at my crib
Do not associate with me (Nah)
You thots wanna procreate with me (Nah)
I avoid 'em evasively
Out-shine any fool who facin' me