[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, haha
Goofy Ahh Uncle Productions
Aye, I know I'm 5 years late (Hahaha)
You can’t fuck with me, I'm on a different level
Phew, phew
[Verse 1]
Money so big, n***as think I'm Yeat
Bitch, you can't compete
Lil' hoe, get on your knees and lick the cheese
I'm finna get on your ass, you could call me pair of jeans
That girl, she came and sucked my dick, and she did it hella mean
Yeah, they call me "Quandale"
Gotta get to the green
I'm not talkin' 'bout no kale
Had to kick a lil' bitch out, 'cause she was fuckin' like a snail
Man, I was just in jail
I was openin' up mail
Quandarious tried to diss me, and his stupid ass failed
Got these hoes mad
'Cause I'm getting racks
Put a hunnid on the dash
Bitch, yo' breath stank, please go put on a fuckin' mask
She said “Pass the weed.” Bitch, I don't like to pass the gas
Blowin' bubbles, blowin' zaza
She got big ol' titties
I said “Goo-goo, goo, gah-gah.”
In the zoo, monkey-ass n***as
Ooh-ooh, ooh-aah-aah, stop playin' wit me
When the money talkin', I cannot hear what you sayin' to me
Lil' bitch is religious, on her knees, like she prayin' to me
[Interlude]
Okay, I'm done
Never mind, just kiddin', n***a
[Verse 2]
Aye, bitch, I had to do the race
Got a couple bad bitches wit me
Spray my dick, call it face paint, goofy-ahh n***a
You ain’t cool, nah you ain't
Bitch, I will grab the Smith & Wesson, shoot a n***a, head bald, G.I Jane
[Interlude]
(Aye, I know that shit went over your head, it's cool)
Uh, finna go to the b-, oh shit (Oh fuck, wrong voice!)
[Verse 3]
Yeah, finna go to the bank
Got my hand on her hill
N***a, you can call me Hank
This song is finna start a fire
I don't need no propane, I'm not a liar
I desire a hoe that’s gonna shake and break my bank
I'ma eye her down, and I'ma fly her up
I'm finna fuck her in the car until the tire's stuck
I said, "Girl what’s your name?"
She said, "Lizzie McGuire." Fuck
Oh shit
[Chorus]
I'ma do the race
I'ma do the race
I'ma do the race
I'ma do the race
Hahaha
I'ma do the race
I'ma do the race
N***a, I'ma do the race