YBA

Whatever happened to mobbin' instead of fist fighting

Niggas is busy bloggin, this shit is a problem

Flatbush zombie dead walking, caution

Every word I spit, every verb I flip awesome

I raise the margin and pimp c would probably be proud of me

Cuz I been banging dames since wayne was saying "wobbldy wobbldy"

The game is full of squares and I don't fit in I'm isosceles

Tell her take her clothes off, drop her hair and roll that chronic leaf

Ha! If she don't let me poke it baby it's buenas noches

I be leaning in the grave yard smoking something potent

Nigga let's be civil, I give her dick and she shiver

You give her dick and she giggle, my ego getting bigger

If source was around I get 5 mics, sex party hand me 5 dykes

They fuck me though, roll it fast and I puff it slow

Yeah my flow bounce off that bass and percussion though

Bout to roll another o, pass it to my brother though

Ya'll niggas in trouble yo

We the young black and arrogant

Weed we be carryin'

They greet us like kings

Cause we arrive in these chariots

Bitches wanna marry us

Niggas wanna bury us

But when it all falls

Who'll be the one to carry us?

Gettin' closer to the end by each step

They say all the real niggas dead and gone but we left

Dawg, I thought I told you that we go hard

Flatbush zombies mo'fucka ya we go hard

Young black and arrogant

Addicted to the fire shit

Og presidential the sour taste is immaculate

Niggas on that ave., talkin' that, they ain't bout it shit

I be bustin' bars trust me nigga this my heart

We can take it to the park, better spark

Bang bang two shots have a change of heart

I'm aloof with the goof, fuck the boys in blue

Never trust a nigga never trust you too

Rolled about a hundred doobs

catch me smokin' somethin' blue

Blue dream, feed me lsd please

Heard them niggas talkin' down low, word of mouth

I could put you on sonny, the drug game ain't all sunny

The rap game is real funny and I ain't playin' with you monkeys

Now how can I survive got me askin' white Jesus

Will a nigga live or die the lord can't see us

Quit your little job I ain't never fuckin' work

All I know is this trip, pimp a ho on this dough

Ounce of weed, morphine, blue's them oxy's

I'm like hello, we got carmelo

You can't compare ho

Seeing me with my kinfolk

When I rock black hoodies and timbos

You started with zero, look at that man in the mirror

My vanity is insanity ragin' bull like deniro

Ridin' with that becky, open that third eye if you'll let me

Open your legs up like a nestle

Crunch and munch, what's for lunch?

Hold this blunt for the one's that I run from

Got a lot of niggas runnin' from the gun gun

But I won't say names

Got a lot of fame to attain right before I'm done done

Cups full of rose mo'

Won't sip slow, low-key flow

Codeine 'do architect from the tech of the green flesh

Better bring decks if you smoke smoke somethin' so

Tell me when to go, gotta move now

Think so high, gotta cool down

Doin' big things kinda rude now

If you talk with the chest gotta put the food down

Bitch you know, ain't got a lot of change but the wrist will glow

Don't say her name but I hit the ho

Listen bro, never heard a nigga like this before

Never heard a nigga like this before

Smoke another doob then I hit the road

Oe drank and that shit is cold

So I'm '88 in my '64