Lame lyrics

[Intro]
(You stupid ass lil' boy)
b*tch, move somethin'
A-b*tch, huh
Make her put them
A-b*tch, move somethin'
Ayy
Uh, huh

[Chorus]
Break a brick down, huh, serve somethin'
Throw them Ruccis on your whip and then swerve somethin'
Bust that n*gga in his ear because he heard somethin'
Don't give that b*tch you with a dime until she earn somethin'
Make her put them pills on the road, b*tch, move somethin'
Show them boys you ain't no ho, go'n and shoot somethin'
f*ck that dissin' on them songs, n*gga, do somethin'
Huh, I'm on the block with 'bout two hundred
I got new money, Trem got shootin' money
M got old money, Wildman got 'bow money
I f*cked your b*tch and snatched her soul, now I got your money
And your ho money, now you got no money, hmm

[Verse]
Don't want that pop unless I put some drop up in it, huh
Bet top dollar that my pops'd f*ck your pops up, n*gga
I said Skilla daddy gone, so we gon' share my papa, n*gga
And if you f*ck 'round with lil' bro, we tear your block up, n*gga
Huh, chopper and the Glock the size of Andy Milonakis, n*gga
I sip lots of Wocky and my pockets got that guap up in 'em
I don't f*ck with thots, most of 'em blocked after my c*ck up in 'em, b*tch
It's a bunch of snakes up on your squad, how is you rockin' with 'em?
Lame ass n*gga, "What you claim?" ass n*gga
I'm a 7 Mile Capernilla gang member, drop a fella
f*ck a n*gga mama, then make her cook me hot spaghetti
My big brother richer than you n*ggas, he just drop baguettey
My lil' n*gga not your big homie, y'all tryna cop a prezi'
Ain't worried 'bout keepin' it copacetic, we hold choppers steady
Walk around with him, no CC dubs, tryin' not to get arrested
Can't not be ready, we got scopes on them b*tches with the legs
Lil' blood watchin' for the feds, your baby mama playin' my dreads
I f*cked her in your bed, she don't even give you head
Lightskin n*gga, you red, front your move, you dead
Write on a n*gga like lead, looseleaf paper, get shred
All these cans make a keg, make sure my n*ggas fed
Yeah, hmm
Green beam of the infrared
Triple beam of the fishscale
Foreign whip, I'm a fishtail
Unc' tellin me brick tales, huh
[Chorus]
Break a brick down, huh, serve somethin'
Throw them Ruccis on your whip and then swerve somethin'
Bust that n*gga in his ear because he heard somethin'
Don't give that b*tch you with a dime until she earn somethin'
Make her put them pills on the road, b*tch, move somethin'
Show them boys you ain't no ho, go'n and shoot somethin'
f*ck that dissin' on them songs, n*gga, do somethin'
Huh, I'm on the block with 'bout two hundred
I got new money, Trem got shootin' money
M got old money, Wildman got 'bow money
I f*cked your b*tch and snatched her soul, now I got your money
And your ho money, now you got no money, hmm-hmm