Arco 5 lyrics

[Skit: Geechi Gotti]
n*gga you'se a b*tch
n*gga you'se a mark
n*gga you'se a lame
n*gga you'se a nerd
n*gga you soft
n*gga you frail
n*gga you look like you would tell
n*gga you'se a busta
n*gga you'se a sucka
n*gga you look like if ya b*tch told you she f*cked another n*gga, but say she won't do it again
n*gga you look like you would trust her
n*gga you'se a weirdo
n*gga you scary
Eric? n*gga you look like ya name Gary
(Mongo, you a foo)

[Chorus: 1TakeJay]
1Take the one who f*ckin' hoes, that's just facts
To the neck I'm frontlining for the bag, it's really that
Ass whoopin', where the belt, these n*ggas hatin', I got racks
Lookin' for me prolly somewhere with the plug, I'm on that

[Verse: 1TakeJay]
Call me K-Dot 'cause I'm still in Compton, city on my back
I see accidents, happen every day, don't get whacked
I ain't doin' no podcast, if you ain't payin' me, f*ck that
I'm too unpredictable, if I was you, I wouldn't trust that
You came right out the womb, silver spoon, no rugrats
n*ggas beatin' 'round the bush, I whip it out like "suck that"
Why you keep wearing them subi's? Tag dirty, cut that
All them songs with no views, you should've been said, "f*ck rap"
Let me go ahead and slow it down, for all the people in the back
She gon' get the balls 'cause she know I shop at Sack's
She tall as a tree, I'm finna chop it like an axe
5'10", but when she bend it over, we the same height
Meet the b*tch today, it's a guaranteed, I hit the same night
After that I left that pus*y stank, you shoulda came right
Of course I had a condom on, you know I live a safe life
I ain't even had to pay for lunch, but I got ate twice
Benihana issue, if you broke, n*gga play nice
I ain't really f*ckin' with no shrimps, I like steak rice
Quit takin' pics with the blick, this your 8th time
You ain't gon' never use that b*tch, you got a great mind
I don't bang, I don't claim sh*t, this b*tch ain't mine
Five stars when I f*ck, why would I waste time?
Back shots, no face, I'm finna break spine
Life simple, they f*ckin' 'cause I'm real, n*ggas stay lying
I'm him and you not
n*gga call Maury if you mad about a thot
I'm not goin' back and forth for 'bout a b*tch, I've been blocked
Matter of fact, who raised all these n*ggas, prolly cops
f*ck a feature, I wouldn't get none of you n*ggas, 80 hots
I've been meaning to tap in that sh*t was trash, you just dropped
Your team should've told you, but they ride you like a thot
n*ggas love it, yes, man, that's exactly what I'm not
You ain't never to the neck, stop acting like you cutthroat
Yo b*tch cold, sleepin' whicha opps, by her and pancho
Speaking on me, I don't got a problem, speaking up though
If I said it, I'll say it again, yeah, f*ck bro
They just freed Baby Stupid, what I got in front for
Promoters waitin' in the back and comin' through the front though
Have that back end way before you say, "What's up" though
You ain't got no chicken or no hoes, what you come for?
This another Arco, ooh, I'm finna f*ck 'em
Soon as n*ggas think they b*tch loyal, I go f*ck 'em
All mine pretty and seditty, you can't touch 'em
I don't ask for it, hoes tellin' me you rush 'em
Kinky ass n*ggas di*k ride, you can't trust 'em
All that merging in my lane, that's gon' make me have to dust 'em
Treat your Glock like a pimple, n*gga one time and bust 'em
This sh*t ain't over with, I'm still goin'
Why you think her Insta' 304? Yo b*tch hoein'
Off the dribble, I see k roll, you not pourin'
Free outta who you foolin', n*ggas think I'm not knowin'
I'm a big dog, you out here lil' broin'
[Chorus: 1TakeJay]
1Take the one who f*ckin' hoes, that's just facts
To the neck I'm front lining for the bag, it's really that
Ass whoopin', where the belt, these n*ggas hatin', I got racks
Lookin' for me prolly somewhere with a plug, I'm on that