Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'll be through in a minute, get at me
Go visit my cousin right quick
He always told me
If you need anything, fam, just take it, yo
I could go tonight, I know he not home, so
[Verse 2]
Knock knock
Menacing, cousin Villain, letting myself in
Only need a stick of butter, cheese and some vitamin D
Double O-M as in mescaline
Hang your hat on the steez, the gentlemen's testament
The rest been sold and told like the book of Evangel
I'ma hold the DVD, I ain't seen Scandal
A handful of IOU, won't miss a brew or two, or six
Torch all the lyrics, mics and crucifix
[Verse 3]
Fresh new kicks, I would put 'em on 'cept
Them shoes always hurt my corn
Might as well return, his young shirt was worn torn
Got you on the track with the horn, word is bond
I see you when you going to the next event
Get paid, big cous-o Villain, message sent
[Verse 4]
Turn the keys, then amnesia
Scent of reefer, missing two beers from the freezer
Distract from the cheeks in her jeans, bruh
Told to have a seat or I could one
The fever, Madlib single like a DJ
Fling, get the pockets on keebla
From the cantina
Slip cheetah's off her heels like Queen Sheba
Still sip Seagram in the plastic cup
I hate the Wheaties
[Verse 5]
Case without the DVD, stuck watching TV
Roll the freebie then get blown
Tryna touch down when in the friend zone
Unchecked seen texts and missed calls
Explains the unwatched diss from locked doors
Told her she gotta twerk to get gone
Still a jerk like when you hold the TEC wrong
[Verse 6]
Wolf, get that whole car pulled
Push, Joe Barnes broke bully on the boulevard
Shook like white sugar with her clothes off
And cook like white bricks for the fix
This the Bogart, faux bars like a foot
It's a boat bro, tryna flow with the fish
You a big dish, fuck a big dome
My ****, you's a kids meal
Mickey D's and a hook
[Verse 7]
We shook grams out of hands, ****
Just dance, MC Hammer in the pants
With a ten-speed hemi on your bread
Like a big dream, mind like a Benz on La Brea
Player, pay your friends, get it in
Blu feelin' them
Crisp Benjamin Franklin's been gangster
With the good foot, you's a hood anklet
You's a cute chick, you's a cute little chick, ain't ya?
Written by: Johnson Barnes III, Nick Rodriguez, Otis Jackson Jr
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