I came straight up out the slums
We ain't grow up with no money, so we hungry for the funds
Why you keep bumping your gums
You was talking all that shit, so now you gotta show me something
My homies toting on them drums
And you know they love to smoke, putting niggas in a blunt
I got that knock up in the trunk
Hit lil' thotty from the back, then I hit her from the front
I ain't even gotta stunt
Chains on, Liu Kang, kick a nigga like a punt
And I'm smoking on that skunk
Leave him in the scrapyard since he talking all that junk
Pulled up in the whip, with the cash on me
With a thick bad bitch, put that ass on me
He got clipped cause he switched on his last homie
That's a trip, with the clique, with a bag on me
What the f*ck you mean, hollering like this Halloween
She just follow me, then you know she swallow me
Niggas got a lot to say, but that don't bother me
I might go and take my baby on a shopping spree
I'm a ball hog, probably why they jocking me
I don't talk his language, that nigga speak opp-anese
I go by Big Mordeci and I speak guap-anese
A certified rich nigga, all I'm tryna be
But these niggas wanna see me with a murder case
Tryna pop out at the party like a turtle face
Tryna break a hater face like a purple vase
Leave a nigga looking uglier than Urkel face
Take a Perc 30, make a nigga percolate
Caught him out in person, he ain't had a word to say
I've been through a lot of shit that it would hurt to say
But don't worry, I ain't tripping, I see a perfect way
I'm finna come up, I'm finna come up
I roll a blunt up, and light the skunk up
If you a hater, then shut the f*ck up
I gotta turn up, I'm finna turn up
I came straight up out the slums
We ain't grow up with no money, so we hungry for the funds
Why you keep bumping your gums
You was talking all that shit, so now you gotta show me something
My homies toting on them drums
And you know they love to smoke, putting niggas in a blunt
I got that knock up in the trunk
Hit lil' thotty from the back, then I hit her from the front
I ain't even gotta stunt
Chains on, Liu Kang, kick a nigga like a punt
And I'm smoking on that skunk
Leave him in the scrapyard since he talking all that junk
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I came straight up out the slums
We ain't grow up with no money, so we hungry for the funds
Why you keep bumping your gums
You was talking all that shit, so now you gotta show me something
My homies toting on them drums
And you know they love to smoke, putting niggas in a blunt
I got that knock up in the trunk
Hit lil' thotty from the back, then I hit her from the front
I ain't even gotta stunt
Chains on, Liu Kang, kick a nigga like a punt
And I'm smoking on that skunk
Leave him in the scrapyard since he talking all that junk
Pulled up in the whip, with the cash on me
With a thick bad bitch, put that ass on me
He got clipped cause he switched on his last homie
That's a trip, with the clique, with a bag on me
What the f*ck you mean, hollering like this Halloween
She just follow me, then you know she swallow me
Niggas got a lot to say, but that don't bother me
I might go and take my baby on a shopping spree
I'm a ball hog, probably why they jocking me
I don't talk his language, that nigga speak opp-anese
I go by Big Mordeci and I speak guap-anese
A certified rich nigga, all I'm tryna be
But these niggas wanna see me with a murder case
Tryna pop out at the party like a turtle face
Tryna break a hater face like a purple vase
Leave a nigga looking uglier than Urkel face
Take a Perc 30, make a nigga percolate
Caught him out in person, he ain't had a word to say
I've been through a lot of shit that it would hurt to say
But don't worry, I ain't tripping, I see a perfect way
I'm finna come up, I'm finna come up
I roll a blunt up, and light the skunk up
If you a hater, then shut the f*ck up
I gotta turn up, I'm finna turn up
I came straight up out the slums
We ain't grow up with no money, so we hungry for the funds
Why you keep bumping your gums
You was talking all that shit, so now you gotta show me something
My homies toting on them drums
And you know they love to smoke, putting niggas in a blunt
I got that knock up in the trunk
Hit lil' thotty from the back, then I hit her from the front
I ain't even gotta stunt
Chains on, Liu Kang, kick a nigga like a punt
And I'm smoking on that skunk
Leave him in the scrapyard since he talking all that junk
We ain't grow up with no money, so we hungry for the funds
Why you keep bumping your gums
You was talking all that shit, so now you gotta show me something
My homies toting on them drums
And you know they love to smoke, putting niggas in a blunt
I got that knock up in the trunk
Hit lil' thotty from the back, then I hit her from the front
I ain't even gotta stunt
Chains on, Liu Kang, kick a nigga like a punt
And I'm smoking on that skunk
Leave him in the scrapyard since he talking all that junk
Pulled up in the whip, with the cash on me
With a thick bad bitch, put that ass on me
He got clipped cause he switched on his last homie
That's a trip, with the clique, with a bag on me
What the f*ck you mean, hollering like this Halloween
She just follow me, then you know she swallow me
Niggas got a lot to say, but that don't bother me
I might go and take my baby on a shopping spree
I'm a ball hog, probably why they jocking me
I don't talk his language, that nigga speak opp-anese
I go by Big Mordeci and I speak guap-anese
A certified rich nigga, all I'm tryna be
But these niggas wanna see me with a murder case
Tryna pop out at the party like a turtle face
Tryna break a hater face like a purple vase
Leave a nigga looking uglier than Urkel face
Take a Perc 30, make a nigga percolate
Caught him out in person, he ain't had a word to say
I've been through a lot of shit that it would hurt to say
But don't worry, I ain't tripping, I see a perfect way
I'm finna come up, I'm finna come up
I roll a blunt up, and light the skunk up
If you a hater, then shut the f*ck up
I gotta turn up, I'm finna turn up
I came straight up out the slums
We ain't grow up with no money, so we hungry for the funds
Why you keep bumping your gums
You was talking all that shit, so now you gotta show me something
My homies toting on them drums
And you know they love to smoke, putting niggas in a blunt
I got that knock up in the trunk
Hit lil' thotty from the back, then I hit her from the front
I ain't even gotta stunt
Chains on, Liu Kang, kick a nigga like a punt
And I'm smoking on that skunk
Leave him in the scrapyard since he talking all that junk
Writer: Mikel Livingston
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