[Joan Rivers Intro]

I do it for the Richtown, Richtown
Little city by the [?]

[Verse 1]
She look better than a check for a million dollars
She feeling on my collar
I’m feeling I should properly introduce, qué pasa?
Hey Imma Petey, n***as be sleepin’, wake up late
I fucked your wife and ate your plate before you saved your face
I took the path less traveled before I paved the way
And burnt my ace of haze while mama sang Amazing Grace
N***as in and out of her basement the homies rowdy
Break a pound down and be out before she came down and found me uh
I got an ounce in my cargos
Meet me at the Micky D’s on arch row, across from the old
Books-A-Million, booked a million bitches in my lifetime
And booked a million flights on Travelocity and Priceline

[Chorus]
Straight out the county
We coming straight up out the county
It’s the well edumacated, the crowd favorite
N***a you said it wouldn’t pop, has now made it
Straight out the county
I’m coming straight up out the county
It’s the well edumacated, the crowd favorite
N***a you said it wouldn’t pop
[Verse 2]
We had Bloody Marys for breakfast, hungover from last night
Think I left my card at the bar, but I paid the tab right?
Can’t find my car so I guess I took a cab right?
Tripped in the dream and drove my dick van through the dike
Yeah I stayed up late for Nick at Nite
Dragnet, Get Smart was the shit I liked
Shit I might reenact a scene from that
Search crews and bloodhounds to find where I leave you at
I quantum leap through time to cover my evil acts
And bury bodies in the verse of Styles P and [?] rap
Yeah there’s bodies on bodies
Make the money stretch like Russell Simmons doing yoga and pilates
My girl’s eyes slanted like Kimora Lee
Without a single drop of blood from the orient
It’s cuz we blowing on this mother fuckin tree
And South California was the origin
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