Ima finger that puss make it gush up Kinda dick that can make a bitch shut up Kinda style that'll make a bitch blush up Can't believe i'm a crazy lil fuck up In my wayz ima stay being stuck up Can't stay sober i always be fucked up Really drugged up i can't hold my cup up I be toast on the scene when i pop up She wanna spend a night i'm like fasho She wanna fuck on the sheets on the floor Man you already know how it go On the low i think she know she a pro She on her toes Ride on her knees for a minute like, Woah Incredible I think that lil bitch a go She roll some woods better than my own bro Make it look easy, like a free throw Man this shit breezy if we take this shit slow Baby let's take this shit slow Don't wanna sound clingy but i want you mo Baby i'm wanting you mo Ima finger that puss make it gush up Kinda dick that can make a bitch shut up Kinda style that'll make a bitch blush up Can't believe i'm a crazy lil fuck up In my wayz ima stay being stuck up Can't stay sober i always be fucked up Really drugged up i can't hold my cup up I be toast on the scene when i pop up She wanna spend a night i'm like fasho

(I'd really like to use cash) I told all my haters "Bye", I told them hundreds "Hello" They like how I play it smooth, say I'm a clever fellow I got my nigga living lavish, he came from the ghetto I told my bro to stay up tall like he got on stilettos Stackin' up like Legos I got money now, so bitches acting like they prego Getting racks like Melo Know I got to stay on ten, I got to keep my head on She mad 'cause I done fucked her friend, she like, "You know you dead wrong" Damn, I gotta change my ways Now it's 60 on my neck, remember my chains was fake (ice, ice) 'Member back when times were hard, we prayed for better days But now I'm gettin' paid Now I'm bringin' home them racks, I'm fillin' up the safe Now I make like 30 bands, that's just to rock the stage I cut her off, now she on Instagram, she posting pictures listening to Rod Wave Man, ain't that a shame? She done showed me all her love, but I still did her wrong (mm-mm-mm) Even though I always try my best to do her right I always end up fuckin' up, girl, we ain't lastin' long I swear my brodie always keep it tucked, yeah, he gon' blast the chrome My niggas love it when I tell the plug to go and ship them P's My bitches love it when I take 'em home And fuck 'em to my songs (on God, it's no cap, no hat, real shit) Yeah, that's just how it be Niggas tryna ride my wave, I'm tryna ride the beat Bad bitch put on my scuba suit, I'm finna dive in deep Say you got paper, I believe in what my eyes can see For that money I be feenin', man I swear I need it They didn't think that I could do it, but I beat the odds Biggest Ski, bitch I'm the MVP, I think I'm undefeated (Ski) Yeah, nigga The Biggest Ski man Nah, not the lil one (Ski)

All hail to the West coast, I am the grand wizard The West coast warlord and the future is today 'Cause tomorrow that shit never come I worry 'bout today and this urban decay I worry 'bout Hip-Hop, when did it flip-flop? Get whack and turn into gridlock I don't know, is it a government plot? I don't give a fuck whether you love it or not That's all we got and if you throw it away You dumb as OJ, off a for-tay In your Izod, this the rap God What'chu gon' put up in your iPod? Downloader, what'chu gon' do When your favorite MC got to sue you? 'Cause he got to eat, ain't nothin' taboo Get your ass beat by Erykah Badu 'Cause you wanna steal this good music Put me out of business, now you lose it Tomorrow, don't you worry 'bout tomorrow That shit never come This is very hard to swallow Get your ass up, man Keep your hand up on that throttle You better ride all day, ride all night Don't you worry 'bout tomorrow Tomorrow, I'ma handle my business But today, I'ma drink this liquor 'Cause tomorrow I might be a little quicker But today I'm just the same old nigga You know that shit is still a day away Do yo' thang baby, put your life on layaway 'Cause everybody is Nostradamus Boy, don't you know that tomorrow ain't promised? To all the lil' mamas Don't do a nigga like Isiah Thomas If you a bitch, please be honest Actin' like a hoe, you're not an angel While you're daydreamin 'bout your future Motherfucker come around the corner and shoot you Don'tcha get stuck in neutral Put your shit in drive, while you still alive 'cause Tomorrow, don't you worry 'bout tomorrow That shit never come This is very hard to swallow Get your ass up, man Keep your hand up on that throttle I'ma ride all day, ride all night Don't you worry 'bout tomorrow Tomorrow, that shit never come I know it sounds strange but today is never done I'm up in the Range when the clock strikes one While y'all countin sheep, I'm countin' Benja-mons Up on my feet at the break of the sun President of the Gangster Nation We don't go to war, we go to the store We rob from the rich and give to the poor Hip-Hop, oh what a bore Lettin' college motherfuckers run the front door Fuck that, let's take it back to the streets Don't let Viacom dictate the heat The nerve of them, I never heard of them Askin' me about my urban spins And if I got about a thousand of them I'm a great MC accordin' to them, fuck that Tomorrow, don't you worry 'bout tomorrow That shit never come This is very hard to swallow Get your ass up, man Keep your hand up on that throttle We're gon' ride all night, ride all night Don't you worry 'bout tomorrow (All hail to the West coast, I am the grand wizard) This is very hard to swallow (The West coast warlord, the future is today) Keep your hand up on that throttle (Get your grind on, mayne, get your grind on, mayne) (Get your grind on) Don't you worry 'bout tomorrow