[Intro: Otha Lil n*gga]
Yo mane
It's Otha Lil n*gga
We got
Otha Lil n*gga first verse
Sh0rt-C!rcuit second verse, and
Lil n*gga third verse up in this b*tch
[Hook: Otha Lil n*gga & (Lil n*gga)]
Uh oh, uh oh (Watermelon, b*tch!)
Uh oh, uh oh
Uh oh, uh oh (Aye, aye, we got those foodstamps!)
Uh oh, uh oh
Uh oh, uh oh (Aye, aye)
Uh oh, uh oh
Uh oh, uh oh (Watermelon foodstamps, motherf*cker)
Uh oh, uh oh
[Verse 1: Otha Lil n*gga]
Uh oh
Rolling down the block from the cops
But I got a Glock so I shoot 'em up
Gunshot to the head, gunshot with a bullet
Now I'm seeing lil n*gga ridin' up in a porsche, and I'm
Hoppin' out my car so I can get into his
We splittin' money that we finna get from the music biz
I pass some to Yung Yello and some to Lil C!rcuit
We pass a fine baby girl and tell that hoe to work it
I'm like Mystikal, uh
f*ckin' on your b*tch, she come and suck a di*k
But she better not throw a fit
Or I'mma have to bring that duct tape out
Place it on her mouth, blow her brains out
Now she all over the floor, yah!
Pull up at your house
Let my AK spray (Gang gang!)
Pull up to your b*tch
Dann mache ich sie geil (Woo!)
[Verse 2: Lil C!rcuit]
Uh oh
Uh oh
Uh oh
Uh oh
Uh oh
Uh oh
Uh oh
Oh sh*t, it's a drop now
I don't give a f*ck, don't give a sh*t hoe
Just go home and j*rk it though
I just wanna [??] di*k, aye
I'm just gonna shoot it up
I don't give a f*ck
Put your [??]
[??]
I'm insane like cannibal
Cut your head off with a saw [??]
Like a cannibal, I don't give a f*ck
Oh, that's right
[Verse 3: Lil n*gga]
I be indoors blowin' indo
I be f*ckin' slumped
Lil n*gga with the pistol
Shoot for f*ckin' fun
I got b*tches on my di*k
b*tch I pump the c*nt
I be creepin' up behind you
Better f*ckin' run
Lil n*gga's back smoking up a sack
Steal your sh*t like Hayden Pack
f*ckin' nymphomaniac
Where these n*ggas posted at?
I be sceaming get back, tryna get my payback
Feelin' like I'm Kodak
2037 XXL Freshmen y'all know that
I'm the best man
Got pent up aggression
Heroin I be injectin'
Pull up with the Wesson, aye
Eating all the watermelon
I got food stamps if you wanna see 'em
We the Yung Lil n*ggas
We got b*tches they like starving children
If you wanna feed 'em
I'm a long-di*k n*gga
I'mma curbstomp you if you f*ck with us
I be on your block screaming "Uh oh!"
Yeah, b*tch, we the Yung n*ggas
[Hook: Otha Lil n*gga & (Lil n*gga)]
Uh oh, uh oh (Watermelon, b*tch!)
Uh oh, uh oh
Uh oh, uh oh (Aye, aye, we got those foodstamps!)
Uh oh, uh oh
Uh oh, uh oh (Aye, aye)
Uh oh, uh oh
Uh oh, uh oh (Watermelon foodstamps, motherf*cker)
Uh oh, uh oh