[Verse]
Five bitches in the back of the Merce's
So skrrt, skrrt, some might even call it a skirt chase
My mistakes detrimental to the brand
I ain't trippin' n***a, I'ma hit you when I can
I can, obviously I'm a boss, I'm a pimp
Every week you gon' see another freak with me
In any event I done had plenty of spin
Many men wanna win but they never get in
I got girls that I probably won't see ever again
I got hoes and I'm still fuckin' all of they friends
What up? I don't care, shut up, problem with it? Step up
Y'all be playin' catch up, can't keep up
Compton, Bompton, please turn the beat up
Buddy boy and YG, we'll fuck the street up
'Bout to raise the fee up, I remember the reup
Faded after the smoke, y'all Buddy bringing the Locs out
Left hand full of c-notes, smokin' a roach
Right hand, I'm on a boat, I'm on a boat
Pass the remote, I'm changin' the channel
She wants so more Chanel, I just cannot say no
Long Beach, Compton
From Inglewood to Slauson
We get it poppin'
Everyday gotta get this money, you know it
Ay, meet me at the bar, bitch, I'm a star, bitch
Weed and alcohol, bitch, I got it all, bitch
Hoppin' out the car, bitch, this ain't a Crown Vic
Lookin' like it sound, bitch, I hold it down, bitch
Yeah, okay it's time for the best flow
The cashflow, now she got me doin' the breaststroke
The backstroke, baby girl I'm a natural
For damn sure, acrobatics all in the bed
Psychedelic colors while she givin' me head
Undercover lover, leave the pussy for dead
This ain't a knockoff, baby, what's poppin' tonight?
I won't be cuttin' you off long as you rockin' the mic right