The Statement lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, we back again with some old smooth sh*t for that ass
The preHISTORIC Crew, just doin' what we do

[Verse 1]
It's "Give a b*tch D" day, third eye with it like Hiei
pus*y so good had to put it on replay
On the 10 West thinkin' sex with my lady
I just met her last week on the strip gettin' jiggay
Girl, your bitten gloves with my weed tucked in 'em
Fresh-f*ck fit with some trill-ass denim
Main reason why: with some trill-ass women
Why the f*ck you always hatin, why you always in your feelings
sh*t (sh*t), now don't make me go cop a clip
Been smokin' so long that I think I'm a zip
f*ck what you reppin', the gang that you with
Out with your b*tch and she's tryin' to take pics
Instagram, f*cked up as sh*t
Put me on blast while I'm smokin' my spiff
Now the whole f*ckin' world know I get high as sh*t

[Bridge]
So here we go
Neck tats stamped, it's a fact: I'm gettin' pus*y, bro
Takin' down women who was raised off the tootsie roll
Watch me speak Spanish to this girl, I don't even know
Have her puff weed till she bleed, no venereal
Ha ha ha ha, she just took a dab
She's coughin' so much that she just made me laugh
I might have to call her a cab (You alright? I though you was like
"I smoke all day" and sh*t, shut up)
[Chorus]
Gettin' high to the sky with my motherf*ckin' n*ggas though
Lookin' down on the world like "f*ck 'em, I don't need 'em, bro"
Goin' up, goin' up, goin' up, where else to go
In the clouds, smokin' pounds of the loud, see a lot of hoes

[Verse 2]
Okay, back on my grizzy
Act as a javelin and stab through the city
Metro-bus used to take a buck-fifty
On my way to see my b*tch, give a gift, suck her titty (I'm 'bout to get some pus*y)
Play PS1 'til I sleep for a week
'Til some shoes come out that I really really need (I'm 'bout to cop some new Js)
Or my weed run out and the chillin' ain't cheap
f*ck around and have to play the villain this week
Okay, you don't know
I smoke 'Dro, don't do blow
Live life long, b*tch, I'm cold
b*tch, you old, grandpa Moe
No no, we on the same old sh*t
We get turnt up, cut a few bricks
Rollin' a hundred spiffs, watch two flicks

[Outro]
n*gga that's just how it is, is, is, is, is, is
n*gga that's just how it is, is, is, is
n*gga that's just how it is, is
n*gga that's just how it is, is
Ah yeah, sound like D'Angelo, tellin' somebody just how it is, just how it is
Okay, here we go, oh oh-oh, here we go, oh
Oh, here we go, oh, here we go
Can't beat me, run in circle like a Cheerio
Here we go, oh, oh