Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (shady)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (shady)
Su-su-su
I'ma stack my O's like Ohio
Lookin' at your life, that's a long, "No"
Lookin' at my life, think he Pablo
Y'all poor
Ya (shady)
Shady (shady)
Yeah, b-, come on
I been workin' hard all night
Put that one thing on, throw that one dress on for me
All these f- ideas, dreams
Gotta catch up to my levels
Try to stay black, young fellow
Almost died twice, but let's get it
Got a AmEx with no limits
Gettin' head in Paris, that's different
I done hit the world with my Crippin' (ayy)
I done leveled up my livin' (yeah)
I ain't dancin' 'round in no skillet
Are you prostitutin', need pimpin'? (Uh)
We can find the truth through your children
Suu (ooh)
Ah, suu
Bang, chalkin'
Chalk it up, chalkin' (yeah)
Su
Yeah, yeah (su), yeah, yeah (su, su)
Yeah (su, su), yeah, yeah
N-, you p-, you know where to go
N-, you p-, you know where to go (go, hey)
N-, you p-, you know where to go (suu)
Got me a Rollie, my roots in the soil
Down at the bottom, my President go
Dance in the p- and c- in her throat
Sippin' the clear when I open the door
Come get a halo or get on the floor (bang)
N-, you p-, you know where to go
Been through your hood, I done seen it before
'Member me? I done came through in a Ghost (sheesh)
Married the thing I considered a, "No"
Nosy as hell, she irritable
Throw ten on that thing, I be doin' the most
Ski in the desert or ski in the snow
Ski in the desert or ski in the score
F- do you mean? It's a hook right here
F- do you mean? I could skate right here
F- do you mean? I could play right here
Be with the brothers or be with the Locs
Somethin' is funny, you must be the joke
N-, you p-, you know where to go
Time to get money, let's get it and go
N-, your b- got a negative a-
N-, you lame, better stay in the past
Tried them before I'ma do it again
You rap n- be kickin' at shins
You holler at the moon while watchin' it bloom
B- n-, done spark the fuse (boy)
B- n- done payin' to lose (boy)
Rich- n-, might change the move (boy)
Found out, n-, you breakin' news (boy)
Damn near fifty, got sh- to prove (boy)
Old- n- done turned a fool (boy)
Hell, nah, boy, don't f- with you (boy)
How you gangsta and gullible? (Boy)
B-, you a h-, you eligible
Ahahahaha
Yeah, n-, you p-, you know where to go
N-, you p-, you know where to go
N-, you p-, you know where to go
Look
That's fire, that's gas, man
Ayy, that's game, that's game
That's game
That's game, that's game
That's game, that's game, cuz
Uh, how much more I gotta prove? How much more I gotta lose?
I was just a kid starin' at the ceilin', now stars on the roof
Now, saltwater slide pools, DRC's not booze
Since a kid, made moves, who the big homie now? Wow (style)
Threw the nose on the clown, ain't no h- in the crowd
Not a real one around, who gon' help when you drown?
Know he lost, but he brave, but a loss what he gave
Kinda off and it's strange, how you deal with the fame?
Stayed away from the lames, thank God for today
I'm back in love and it's great, still a whole lot of s-
Time to shut sh- down, turn me up then, b-
Run it up then, b- (yeah, yeah)
Hella h- like Prince (yeah, yeah)
Now, the gang got rich (yeah, yeah)
Time to shut sh- down (down, down, ooh, ow, wow)
Yeah, turn me up then, b-, run it up then, b-
Hella h- like Rick James
N- comin' for the crown, crown, crown
Time to shut sh- down (down, down)
Time to shut sh- down, Chevy pedal to the ground
Everybody wanna try to kill the Rabbit, now, you lackin', n-, now
Dustball n- bittin' n-'s style, style
So, I gotta keep switchin' up, ten plus, runnin' millions up
I done locked like 57 b- up
A hundred million tears in the bucket
Set of sisters, got 'em suckin', f-
Minnesota twins, n-, Kirby Puckett
Bumpin' H-Town, part time lover or knockin' the boots in a droptop coupe
H- f- for the clout, not the loot (yeah)
Smack a n- in his mouth for the loot
If I ever catch see that p- n- Akademiks, I'ma catch another lawsuit (hahaha), huh
A hundred million tears in a bucket (yeah)
Send a hitter take it out the budget
You the most hated and they gotta love it, like, f- it (f- it)
A hundred million tears in a bucket
Send a hitter take it out the budget
You the most hated and they gotta love it, like, f- it
Yeah, Big Rabbit
Kane
