You ain't seen me like this n***a

Why you wanna step to a G like I’m bout to just sit back and take that
Hold Up
N***as get hit with the bap bap back back gone with ya fake facts
Hold Up
You found it in a hay stack n***a
L you bout to take that figga
Better find ya way back n***a
Better find ya way back n***a
Where you from where you at I ain't tripping on none of that
Wish you had a hundred racks
So you could go dumb have fun go head spend it on some ass
Just stop fucking with me
Like honestly I’m promising this shit ain't nothing to see
I gotta be just kinda tweaked the place your finding this beef
Is kind of deep inside of me where you might find a disease
So please cause

Im just trying to mind my biz
You Ain't seen me like this
I don’t know I might offend
You Ain't seen me like this
When I’m rolling through these streets
You Ain't seen me like this
Why they wanna fuck with me
Cause they ain't seen me like this

Boy out ya mind must’ve forgot you was fucking wit a boss
Looking at me cock eyed
Came with the game mother fucker I ain't skipping on the sauce
Boy this ain't Popeyes
Tripping on a playa mother fucker I ain't got time n***a
Why. You holding up a stop sign n***a
I don’t know but I California roll on ya ass push the gas to the Southside n***a I’m cool
And ima stay that way even when these n***as get me hot ass shit
I was trying to take my mom to the Chiropodists
And you made cause I came back with a lot of chicks
Petty ass fickle n***a
Trying to put me in a pickle n***a
You encumbered with cucumbers
I run it while you slumbered
Im hotter than two summers
And
Chorus

I don’t know I don’t know why they tripping on me
I roll slow I roll slow when I’m dipping
I ain't slipping bitch you bout to know me