[Intro]
Let's go, Mario!

[Verse]
Pull up if you need me (Ayy, yeah)
Bitch I call the shots, they don't send me
If you don't ride for all your n***as, don't befriend me, yeah
Bitch I'm pulling up, I gotta bring Whitney
Yeah, I keep that C4 Charismatic, this a CC
Yeah, I ain't betting on lil' mama, she a freak freak
Yeah, she gon' get up on her knees and she gon' eat eat
Yeah, watch these hating n***as have this bitch on repeat
Yeah, I'm ignoring all the threats that they've been sending me
Yeah, my ex bitch turned into a Narc and fucked the enemy
Yeah, but she still broke and got no job, this ain't the end of me
Yeah, lil' bitch ain't nun, can't no n***a create this energy (Okay, 100)
Run up 30, that's a fast week
Living life like Zack and Cody, but ain't shit sweet
Talking all that shit, gon' get your motherfucking ass beat (Get your ass beat, n***a)
I got to fucking on your baby mama last week
Yeah, I'm ten toes, I'll be damned if I let these n***as pass me
Foenem toss the alley-oop, you gon' duck this shit like athletes
Pop out on a pussy n***a, brought it let that Max speak
It's gon' be a bad week
Hol' up, way back B
Why you say that, B?
I'm too laid back, B (Huh?)
Pull up on your instrumental, I'ma slay that beat (Yeah)
We go way back, B
Don't replay that beat
Somebody tell 'Ye that DC brought the waves back, B (I brought the waves)
Shawty, don't let none of these n***as play you (Ayy, yeah)
.30 on my back, I'm finna save you
Gotta act like they won't with me start of Day 2
She said her heart just fell in love, that's just a phase boo
Baby girl got me fucked up, no Charlie Sheen
Baby girl got me fucked up, no Charlie Sheen
Baby girl you got me fucked up, no Charlie Sheen
Swear to god, I'm feeling fucked up, no Charlie Sheen
In the Demon, with my angels going faster (Skrr, skrr)
These n***as mad, while I'm just drowning in my laughter
She in school, she said she tryna get her masters
Baby why I spill my snack, was this a master
Baby I'm gon' bless you, DC, I'm your pastor
Pull up on that n***a, get rid of the cappers
He a fuck n***a, I swear to god he a lacker
Red on the bottom of my shoes, look like I'm playing for the Raptors
Jim Carrey shit, that n***a, he a fucking actor
1-800, come and get your mans, he moving backwards
Call right now and you can get some JJ's and a backwood
*Laughter,* Spazzing on these n***as, this shit easy
Freestyle, can't no n***a beat me
And I'm still the flyest n***a on your TV
And all these short ass rapper n***as wanna beat me
But I'm 6'7, and they shook when they see me
Choppa finna eat 'em up, like a green bean
Cuzzo said he tryna slide, I'm on the same thing
Yeah, watch me pull up on the block with these semi's
Watch me play the air guitar with these semi's
Watch me hit the air guitar with the semi
Watch me hit the milly rock with my AR
Bitch I play hard, bitch I work hard
They say life for me the same, but bitch I stay hard
I'ma stay 'round, bitch, in that playground
With that k-round, mad, now get sprayed down
'Cause we don't play 'round, real n***as stay down
Ten toes, n***a, we don't fold when the jakes 'round, 100
[Outro]
Damn son, where'd you find this?
Tell these n***as free me right now
Tell these n***as free me!
Bitch ass n***as
Fuck this industry shit, shout out my n***a Supah Mario
Oh yeah and, I finished my fucking album
For all you n***as telling me to drop it, I can't fucking drop shit because these n***as won't let me free man
So y'all n***as better make sure these n***as get me out