[Verse 1: Y.Teezy]
Yeah, tell me what you know about that
Wake up in the morning, and I cook these niggas, see me put on my chef hat
No I don't fuck with no rats
Strictly tryna' get racks
Best believe that I ain't talking bout' teeth, when I say a nigga tryna get plaques, uh
As a matter of fact, like with no suit-teezy don't slack
Fuck with my team or fuck with nothing, i'll break my foot off in yo' back
Look how I attack the beat, when I rap the beat, is probably taking a dirt nap
Up in my chick, hitting from the back, seat is reclined she's up on my lap, uh
Back if you didn't know, rap with the sickest flow
Fuck like a gigolo, I get blown like a piccolo
Make her scream like the opera- figuro, figuro
Like a basketball play how I get these girls when I pick & roll
Yo' girl yeah she pick and chose
Me now we get to go
Put the D on her, and then I give her the finger roll
Treat her like woman, treat her like hoes if she is one too
First quarter 3-pointer, my homies here then we alley oop
Please don't hate the player, the game, not even both
FCOE we be the team and you know fuckin' with the coach
Don't be afraid if a nigga a-pproach
Got a glass in the air now I'm makin' a toast
Bake these niggas, I hate these niggas, got a nazi flow, if you niggas ain't know
Hoes in here, home depot
She gon' take it in there you know she a deep throat
Blow up-C4
This my channel, fuck a remote, throw it to em' tebow
I raise the stakes(steaks) nigga no t-bone
Look at what I be on, I network,network, then network like I had 3 phones
Shittin' on you pee-ons
Hoes betta' leave me lone'
So cold with the verse, ice in the hurse, fuck flames I tell em' freeze on
Throwed off shoutout to z-ro
I'm a lady killer cee-lo
Shoutout to the H-Town, R.I.P sweet jones
Yeah
Ill couture up on my crewneck, I don't sweat her, cause later when the door close, she'll give my crew neck
Fuck with willy, you'll get suplexed
So many head jokes, what do I do next?
Got two girls, they on my balls, they hittin' falsettos, and that's a duet
We do it, do it, this boy is the rudest
If I give a bitch a job,then her job is to be my nudist
Gotta' team full of real niggas, we don't talk, boy we conference
Only real niggas fit in my circle, and you don't fit the circumference
[Verse 2: Deezil]
Whole bunch of bad bitches, call me a dog catcher
FCOE, we summer hot, and yall niggas fall after
Got that illcouture on my body, all I need to do is call baxtyr
Nigga your bitch be my basket and I dunk the ball so nasty, ugh
I tell her slow it down, while she goin' down
Yeah she in my circle, when she not around
Dreads on my head,treat em' like a crown
Give her that royal dick, then pay her off a pound
They say the world is round, I will surgically reshape that ho
Cold, hot, nigga bitch, I'm so outta space----
Nigga you ain't fuckin' with deezil
Got a bitch stuck on that refill
Got THC in my dick cells baby come be a big chiefer
These niggas don't know nothing
Like how the fuck your ho cuffing
She w* my shxt, thats a small pack to yo' muffin
How the hell is you frontin', but in front of me I see nothin'
Fly carteels a head, nothing else above it
I'm goin' off, fuck your favorite rapper
I'm not your favorite rapper, I'm your favorite's master
Say you got more than one, shit, bring batches
Put it on a platter
Make it more than matter
I know they only wish a nigga would slip
Black & mild niggas get the fuck up off my woodtip
I don't speak too much
As you can tell
What you know about-Fly Carteel
