[Verse 1]
Ok I'm big back
Motherfucks can’t handle this
My challengers? They been mad
Walking through Los Angeles with cannabis and your best half
You sad again
What's happening, my man?
Unless we fix that
Looks like we're at an impasse!
Yo girl give me coochie
Pussy so powerful, I call it lucci
Tongue on her bean and I flick like a movie
Tongue on her ring til she sing like a groupie
Brrr on her boobies
Grip on her ass
Oops, TMI, my dude, my bad! Beddy bye
Lemme talk my truth, my bad, get a life
Don’t have time to fuel no static, die
Never mind what I do, just scram, inside
Exociety crew won't vanish, right
All you mice can do is fantasize
Petty type consumed by envy and pride
Beat a court case and got fetty for life
Still you upset they don't think that you nice
Give it a break
Please get a therapist
Take my advice, please!
Yet my growth expansion and my dope credentials ain't my full potential
I won't engage you, I'll go around you
These lines we draw, bro, they're so essential
And so the pendulum always dangles
Your gross falsehoods and your broken brain
Will all culminate into your fallen angel performance angle at long dismantle