Badu lyrics

[Intro]
(Che on the beat)
(You're now smoking with the best)
(Che on the beat)

[Verse]
If we locked in, you don't gotta worry, boy, you know I got you
b*tch wan' play like monsoon
Sayso say he might just pop you
n*ggas only worry about what you do, or what I do
Glocky hit his spine (Glocky, you know, Glocky)
That sh*t feed ya just like some hot food
Yo' girlfriend a Badu
I'm sharp as a shark tooth ('Kay, okay)
Girl, know that we shot you
pus*y boy, we caught you
Shootouts, yeah, we all do (That)
She Erykah Badu (Yeah, yeah)
[A school, that's summer part two?]
Who ain't run your block, dude?
Who gon' run your block, dude?
They the feds that caught you
Gangsta boy, that's not you (No)
Some soldiers that I lost too
Ain't nobody that Iost too
I shoot guns and rob too
I take Oxy' bars too
Spam the trigger, R2
Count up guap, that's all I do (Count up guap, that's all I do)
ARP, that's all I shoot
Mind gone, that's all I knew
Pistol whip, he lost a tooth
All my soldiers in the booth, boy, now your soldiers in the juve'
I ain't tryna get in to you, I just wan' get into you (Yeah)
This brand-new stick, it's for you (Yeah)
My di*k, she lick, 'cause she boo (Uh, oh-yeah)
I don't do kisses, lil' boo (No)
I just do flat sex, lil' boo
Eat me like a edible
Dump the mag' of ammo
Boy, the H big intervals
Caught yo' mans, now he a ghost
M-M-Margiela belt, yeah, I like clothes
Tell her come through, yeah, I like hoes
Smoke out the bong, yeah, and the bowls
Shootout with all the internet trolls
Show 'em on the internet, ho
I don't even f*ck with Instagram hoes
B-b-but I might f*ck with you for the one time
n*gga ain't clutching my gun, that's mine
N-n-n*gga like, "Who you be with that's a bop?"
I'm tryna take up my sis' and my mom
In the airport, I'ma bring a f*cking bong
Oh, she on Pornhub.com
Oh, she wanna f*ck, that's true
Uh, get 'em hot just like a bomb
My bank account came with some commas, yeah
I don't really come without dro', yeah
Come out, and I probably done shot you (Woah)
They'll probably say I've been the highest
If they don't know then I'll remind it
Got stars on the roof, yeah, that's what I did
In the booth, but you know I don't write sh*t
Couple hoes, couple hoes, and five spliffs
You say you make money, like, type sh*t
Ran off with my swag, that's my sh*t
Say you got that weed like my sh*t
n*ggas want everything, boy, you're hiding
[Outro]
(Woah, woah)