Yeah
Give me ten, I'll give you a sweet sixteen
No brat, just to laugh about the mistreat
Every lap pull a stance out of six feet
Bottom where the shit be, popping at the collar
While you holler, you forgotten that your shit stink
Money bring wahala, check the problem that the zips bring
Corrupt system they be clapping when the clips sing
And I don't blame you, I just ask them if they miss me
Going in the dirt, that shit you be packing in your ripped jeans
Glued to this stoop, we still [?]
Move with the crew, with Manhattan to the [?]

Yo, yo, yo
I do not care what you offer me, n***a
Hop off my dick and hop off of me n***a
Hop off the strip, do not bother me
Stuck in my head where I'd rather be

I do not care what you offer me, n***a
Hop off my dick and hop off of me n***a
Hop off the strip, do not bother me
Stuck in my head where I'd rather be

Yeah
And lately I been hitting bud
Watch my face starts to fade in a picture smudge
In this bowl full of chicken, papa lick the [?]
In this potty mouth n***a, like I lick the mud
'Preme but he gon' be when the winter come
Polo bubble fat and my system pump
My eyes low and I regret it if I hit the blunt
And I ain't piecing n***as nothing
All my sisters bucks
And I ain't fucking with these lyrics that you with us son
Since a youngin' my spirit been a bitter one
Where's that cheddar dude?
Somethin' must have bit your tongue
A lot of n***as like to talk but never really get it done