(KeOnTheTrack)
Aye
'member when my teacher told me I wasn't gon be sh*t
Now I can freak her, freak my teacher
'cause I got the stacks, 'cause I got the racks
And I got dem guns dem, b*tches gratata click-clack n*gga, brat brat brat
[Hook]
Never tell me what the f*ck I can't be
Should take a trip to f*cking Beijing
Girl, that's red bottoms, n*ggas babies
Ima grown boy, boy you a baby
Even though I'm a baby
I get cakey, daily
Gotta gun and that's off safety
Mama always told me never let a n*gga play me
Ima get my ass whooped and I couldn't take it
[Verse 2]
What's the situation is the situation paper
If it is shakeup, Ima earthquake up
Cooling with paper, ballin' is my major
sh*t who wants some top, wait up baby I'll take that
Pull up on the motherf*cking label, "where my cake at?"
'fore I up this motherf*cking chopper and spray it
f*ck Rehab, I get high for Bob Marley
007, b*tch the skies falling
Bought me some rugers, I was tired of Glock 40s
Put it on Blood, b*tch I'm guap shorty
Put it on cuz, b*tch I'm a hot shorty
Ima burn ya ass, on the spot shawty
Bananas in the summer
Chinchillas in the winter
Heard you was mad about your thot, n*gga get her
Made it from the bottom to the top, n*ggas didn't
That's why my mansion 2 million, n*ggas bitter
[Hook]
Never tell me what the f*ck I can't be(aye)
Should take a trip to f*cking Beijing
Girl, that's red bottoms, n*ggas babies
Ima grown boy, boy you a baby
Even though I'm a baby
I get cakey, daily
Gotta gun and that's off safety(bang,bang)
Mama always told me never let a n*gga play me
Ima get my ass whooped and I couldn't take it
[Verse 3]
Heard f*ck n*ggas was plotting on the low
From Chiraq I been spotting on the low
I know everything before the thot did know
I pull up on your block poppin' sh*t, Crisco
I am rich now, 'member when I was in the field
Running around the block, while n*ggas getting killed
n*ggas sending shots, we gon send them back
Baby, I'm the driver, I ain't in the back
Pull up in a foreign, they like "who is that?"
On Tooka day, smoking Tooka pack
Pull off and I'm touring all the hoodlums man
b*tch, I'm Yung Joc, I'll do ya bad
Cool kid on the gun and it will cool ya ass
Do this rap sh*t for fun, let it fool ya ass
Fredo coming out the cut, he gon do ya ass
Tadoe slow ass, he shot some more times(aye)