I Eat Lobster
[Intro: Big Sad 1900, producer tag & Kanye West]
Ayy
I am West LA, n***a
Fuck that n***a talkin' 'bout
(Exclusive made this)
Bro, aye, bro, aye, aye, bro
I ain’t finish, I ain't finish my sentence
I didn't finish my brilliant idea
Aye, boi, aye, aye, boi
Uh huh
[Chorus: Big Sad 1900]
I'm in here, pullin' on my hood and talkin' thumb thru
You 'round here geekin' off these bitches that be run thru
I'm standin' up in the bed like what's a sunroof?
I leave my shows with all the hoes, and let 'em come thru
You just a big bag bitch, I get big racks
I eat lobster, this ain't no mothafuckin' Big Mac
I heard them n***as got your chain, get yo' shit back
A n***a play me out a dollar, get that shit back
[Verse 1: Big Sad 1900]
I do it a dash on [?] to [?]
And I don't care where n***as from, you better not try me
I [?] gangstas in this bitch, we don't got ID
I pop a Perc and roll that blunt, then I call [?]
Aye, I got twenty bad bitches, put 'em front row
I make the play and broke a bitch out in Frisco
I catch y'all n***as in that crowd, y'all better get low
I'on give a fuck [?] you is, you ain't my big bro
Ayy, fuck a bitch, fuck a n***a, I'm going Hollywood
Don't need permission from [?], bitch I'm know I good
Summertime, drop the top, pull up in in every hood
Rollin up, tell [?], pass a Backwood
I got these n***as tryna hate, but I'ma maintain
I got my bruddas on the yard, they in a chain gang
And you ain't never touch yo' gun, but you gangbang
Ayy, you a bitch, he a ho', y'all like same thing
[Chorus: Big Sad 1900]
I'm in here, pullin' on my hood and talkin' thumb thru
You 'round here geekin' off these bitches that be run thru
I'm standin' up in the bed like what's a sunroof?
I leave my shows with all the hoes, and let 'em come thru
You just a big bag bitch, I get big racks
I eat lobster, this ain't no mothafuckin' Big Mac
I heard them n***as got your chain, get yo' shit back
A n***a play me out a dollar, get that shit back
[Verse 2: Big Sad 1900]
I seen you talkin' on the 'net, I know you not that
I post a pic with five hunnid, n***a top that
I [?] shirt off, n***a stop that
I got the number, block the bitch and I won't call back
I'm in the town with my n***as, I'm in Oakland
I'm sippin' syrup at the dealer, I got motion
I'm Louis V head to toe, forgot my lotion
I take my lil' white bitch to the ocean
We talkin' money, I got more than your big dog
You're just a rapper not a factor, [?] diss off
Them n***as broke, I lost respect and got 'em pissed off
The bitch you lay with every night [?] make my dick soft
I got love for my n***as that be [?]
I can't dickride no rapper, that ain't like me
You want me dead, then come and put me on a white tee
Ayy, this the new generation, this ain't Ice-T
[Chorus: Big Sad 1900]
I'm in here, pullin' on my hood and talkin' thumb thru
You 'round here geekin' off these bitches that be run thru
I'm standin' up in the bed like what's a sunroof?
I leave my shows with all the hoes, and let 'em come thru
You just a big bag bitch, I get big racks
I eat lobster, this ain't no mothafuckin' Big Mac
I heard them n***as got your chain, get yo' shit back
A n***a play me out a dollar, get that shit back
[Outro: Big Sad 1900]
If we beefin' n***a, walk up and slap me then
Man, you see me walk up and slap the shit out me, man
See what happen, man
Fuck all that internet shit, walk up, slap me, man
See what happen
Ayy
I am West LA, n***a
Fuck that n***a talkin' 'bout
(Exclusive made this)
Bro, aye, bro, aye, aye, bro
I ain’t finish, I ain't finish my sentence
I didn't finish my brilliant idea
Aye, boi, aye, aye, boi
Uh huh
[Chorus: Big Sad 1900]
I'm in here, pullin' on my hood and talkin' thumb thru
You 'round here geekin' off these bitches that be run thru
I'm standin' up in the bed like what's a sunroof?
I leave my shows with all the hoes, and let 'em come thru
You just a big bag bitch, I get big racks
I eat lobster, this ain't no mothafuckin' Big Mac
I heard them n***as got your chain, get yo' shit back
A n***a play me out a dollar, get that shit back
[Verse 1: Big Sad 1900]
I do it a dash on [?] to [?]
And I don't care where n***as from, you better not try me
I [?] gangstas in this bitch, we don't got ID
I pop a Perc and roll that blunt, then I call [?]
Aye, I got twenty bad bitches, put 'em front row
I make the play and broke a bitch out in Frisco
I catch y'all n***as in that crowd, y'all better get low
I'on give a fuck [?] you is, you ain't my big bro
Ayy, fuck a bitch, fuck a n***a, I'm going Hollywood
Don't need permission from [?], bitch I'm know I good
Summertime, drop the top, pull up in in every hood
Rollin up, tell [?], pass a Backwood
I got these n***as tryna hate, but I'ma maintain
I got my bruddas on the yard, they in a chain gang
And you ain't never touch yo' gun, but you gangbang
Ayy, you a bitch, he a ho', y'all like same thing
[Chorus: Big Sad 1900]
I'm in here, pullin' on my hood and talkin' thumb thru
You 'round here geekin' off these bitches that be run thru
I'm standin' up in the bed like what's a sunroof?
I leave my shows with all the hoes, and let 'em come thru
You just a big bag bitch, I get big racks
I eat lobster, this ain't no mothafuckin' Big Mac
I heard them n***as got your chain, get yo' shit back
A n***a play me out a dollar, get that shit back
[Verse 2: Big Sad 1900]
I seen you talkin' on the 'net, I know you not that
I post a pic with five hunnid, n***a top that
I [?] shirt off, n***a stop that
I got the number, block the bitch and I won't call back
I'm in the town with my n***as, I'm in Oakland
I'm sippin' syrup at the dealer, I got motion
I'm Louis V head to toe, forgot my lotion
I take my lil' white bitch to the ocean
We talkin' money, I got more than your big dog
You're just a rapper not a factor, [?] diss off
Them n***as broke, I lost respect and got 'em pissed off
The bitch you lay with every night [?] make my dick soft
I got love for my n***as that be [?]
I can't dickride no rapper, that ain't like me
You want me dead, then come and put me on a white tee
Ayy, this the new generation, this ain't Ice-T
[Chorus: Big Sad 1900]
I'm in here, pullin' on my hood and talkin' thumb thru
You 'round here geekin' off these bitches that be run thru
I'm standin' up in the bed like what's a sunroof?
I leave my shows with all the hoes, and let 'em come thru
You just a big bag bitch, I get big racks
I eat lobster, this ain't no mothafuckin' Big Mac
I heard them n***as got your chain, get yo' shit back
A n***a play me out a dollar, get that shit back
[Outro: Big Sad 1900]
If we beefin' n***a, walk up and slap me then
Man, you see me walk up and slap the shit out me, man
See what happen, man
Fuck all that internet shit, walk up, slap me, man
See what happen