Lyrics
Yeah
I see you big bro
I’ma kill these niggas, man
Yeah (haha)
Straight off the block wit’ it
Eagle Street to be specific
I’m peepin’ at your people different
I pay my dues, you keep the difference
I can see the end in the beginning
So I’m not racing, I’m just sprintin’
‘Cause I don’t wanna’ finish
They diminish, I replenish
Scientific, I’m out this world, ho
I wear bright red, like a girl toe
No homo, fingernails dirty
I’ve been counting dirty money since 12:30
A-M, weight them
If they short, take them right back and spray him, amen
Yeah, I just do my Wayne
And every time I do it, I do my thing, yeah
Believe that like a true story
Rims big, make the car look like it’s two stories
If I hop out, that’d be suicide
No back seats, call that paralyze
I don’t have a spine, I don’t fantasize
I mastermind then go after mine
You see I handle mine, I dismantle mine
I told her tool box “Bitch, it’s Hammer-time”
So excuse me as I nail ’em to something
Just repel ’em, I’ma kill ’em
Someone tell ’em I’ma kill ’em
I’m gon’ fill ’em up, his momma can’t tell ’em
And the doctors can’t heal ’em, I’ma kill ’em
And yeah, we sell ’em, I know you smell ’em
And if you want it, you could just yell it
And it be in the morning at your telly
Whole keys go for twenty, half a key go for eleven
After me, there will be nothing
I am legend and I will Smith
Now that’s how you let the beat build, bitch
That’s how you let the beat build, bitch
Now that’s how you let the beat build, bitch
Let the beat build, bitch
And the beat go boom
B-boom-ba-boom
Boom, b-boom-ba-boom
It go, boom b-boom-ba-boom
Now say (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Come on
Just a snare and a 808
Weezy baby on the mic, D.O.A.
OK, I’d like to thank Kanye
And my nigga Deezle from giving me this diesel
Like an F-350, tank never empty
Damn, everybody in the bank act friendly
Used to think my shit didn’t stink, boy, was I wrong
Approving million dollar deals from my iPhone
I’m a take it one two way back
Like a silk wife beater and a wave cap
Or the wave pool at Blue Bayou
And I waved, fool, as I blew by you
Hello, hi, you, I can buy you
But I wouldn’t try you, feed you to Piru
I know what I’m doin’, I show and prove and show improvement
And I know just to go into it
Could never amount to going through it
Whatever or how you wanna do it
We can do it like we late, ay, wait
Deezle, let me just get the 808
As I hit the kill switch
Now that’s how you let the beat build, bitch
That’s how you let the beat build, bitch
That’s how you let the beat build, bitch
Let the beat build, bitch
And the beat go boom
B-boom-ba-boom
It go boom, b-boom-ba-boom
The beat go boom
B-boom-ba-boom
Now everybody say (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I am the best rapper alive
I am the best rapper alive
And I will eat you alive
Think I’m lying?
Damn, I get in a nigga chest like bunch a phlegm
Like a fuckin’ ram, I’ma hunt for the lamb
I’ma dump ’em, man, in a dumpster can
You ain’t a soldier, ask Uncle Sam
Hair nappy like Pam, nigga, fuck your plan
Fuck your man
You ain’t a pimp unless you get the same bitch
To fuck your man and fuck your clan
And all my bitches know that’s my plan
Oh, goddamn, there’s my sample playin’ likes that’s my band
Gotta get it cleared
Suck my dick with red lipstick and don’t let it smear
And I got a lot of tattoos and I meant every tear
And I’m still on that street shit
Back to the beat, bitch
That’s how you let the beat build, bitch
Now that’s how you let the beat build, bitch
Let the beat build, they say
And the beat go boom
B-boom-ba-boom
It go boom, b-boom-ba-boom
The beat go boom
B-boom-ba-boom
Now everybody say (yeah)
And the beat go boom
B-boom-ba-boom
It go boom, b-boom-ba-boom
The beat go boom
B-boom-ba-boom
Now say (yeah, yeah, yeah)
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