Oh Shit
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
3 words, "fuck 'em all"
2 knew me, I buck 'em off
I live on the edge and I'm jumpin' off
If you feelin' lucky you get luckier
Her skin is calmer like a work of art
And she movin' money like an armored car
When I die I'll be a legend
Man the sky will need a hundred stars
My bitch, topless your bitch, not shit
My bitch, oh no your bitch, so gross
Man, that's the shit I'm all about
Man, your people are like "oh shit"
Okay, y'all don't wanna start cause
I'm already at the finish
I heard y'all say that money talks
Well I guess y'all never listen
My girl fine, her hair like Farrah Fawcett
We gettin' stoned like a feral coffin
My name ain't Josh so I ain't Joshin'
But I'll smoke til I die
And I'm never coughin'
I ain't tryna do a lot
We are on the guest list
Toss themm down inside a well
Call that boy a death wish
Smokin' on that green grinch, yeah
I don't even know who is who
Find your ass on Sunday and you're
Still wearin' your Tuesday shoes
We hipper than a Hula-Hoop
And we passin' blunts like Alley-Oop
Hill kids got so much attitude
We just leave 'em in the valley dude
A gangster don't make bangers
But he bang 'em out with a Hollow man
So, I see through you, Tupac, hologram
Ha, I'm smokin' weed, texting bitches
There ain't much to do, so she do my dishes
Put some money on ya, and pay you a visit
Y'all are super phony, seven digit's
3 words, "fuck 'em all"
2 knew me, I buck 'em off
I live on the edge and I'm jumpin' off
If you feelin' lucky you get luckier
Her skin is calmer like a work of art
And she movin' money like an armored car
When I die I'll be a legend
Man the sky will need a hundred stars
My bitch, topless your bitch, not shit
My bitch, oh no your bitch, so gross
Man, that's the shit I'm all about
Man, your people are like "oh shit"
Where the hell is my libido? (libido)
And what the hell happened to
All them other people? (people)
That were comin' 'round and
Fillin' up the cribbo (cribbo)
The ones that called me brother and
The few who called me kiddo (kiddo)
Shout out to the homies that
Are still stuck in limbo (limbo)
They dunno how I feel but
They still droppin' ditto (ditto)
I'm just tryna put my fuckin'
Fammo in a Lambo (Lambo)
Get a bad bitch for my bad bitch
And a Swisher for that Indo (Indo)
Okay put your lighters up, hit the blunt
Light it up
Pass that shit to me and I'll be good
I don't require much i am like a dinosaur
You are like some lion cubs
Rollin' with more hoes than
A motherfucking firetruck (a ha)
Okay I am good to go
Y'all are out that's good to know
You do it for the minute
I do it til the time is gone fuck it
Y'all are going down like you're eating pussy
Fuck it
Put 'em 6 feet call that playing footsy
3 words, "fuck 'em all"
2 knew me, I buck 'em off
I live on the edge and I'm jumpin' off
If you feelin' lucky you get luckier
Her skin is calmer like a work of art
And she movin' money like an armored car
When I die I'll be a legend
Man the sky will need a hundred stars
My bitch, topless your bitch, not shit
My bitch, oh no your bitch, so gross
Man, that's the shit I'm all about
Man, your people are like "oh shit"