McGyver

I call these **** 2Pac

'Cause all he's got is two packs

Fronting like he run the city

Why the fuck he do that?

I'm like, why the fuck he do that?

Hold up, bitch, don't get tired

Go with your move, I'm 'bout it

Come through like Uber drivers

I make those moves in silence

They turnt up and they wilin'

**** know how I'm rocking

I'll get that auto

We applying pressure, ain't no silence

Click click, color's pulling up

Everybody head bop

This is not a bandana

Check out how these shell's popping

Say they clear and cliff

I had meant to say crisp

All these diamonds in my mouth make me talk with a lisp

I had to wrap my shit

I just had broke my wrist

Your ho don't 'posed to talk to me

Say, bruh, control your bitch

I clap on, clap off, bring that ass here

Was in my feelings 'bout your girl, that was last year

You laid up with her, I just stayed up with her

She ain't like a homegirl, she a make up killer

Take her makeup off and she look way different

Now lemme see you work out

I love it when you work out

In the hood, our ish'll work out

I'm sorry we ain't work out

I got my money right and I forgot about you

Yeah, I for, I forgot about you

All them **** that was hating

They had a second thought about you

Big Jigga fuck with, I'm on the phone with J Real

I got the roof laid back, got a lil' Dreka right here

I don't trust too many ****

Switch up on you they will

McFlurry, I'll put 'em in a combo

Boom boom boom boom boom boom, pronto

Get here, we mixing gumbo

Blocking shit like Mutombo

Running back, ain't no fumble

Disrespect me, go dumbo

I just left out the ward, I'm chilling, I'm in the jungle

Checking on my lake rent houses

Flood, can't nothing crumble

I ain't on the internet, so I don't hear what they saying

I'm in the streets, walk up on you, ****, what is you saying?

I got something in my, and this'll stop you from playing

I ain't never went in retirement, I'm still in demand

I got the jailhouse clicking, we on fire, I got mojo

H-Town booming out the door, I'm on the low though

My **** from other section keep it realer than ****

They come from the same hood, we played together as children

You a silly boy, hold up, you don't know me, why we talking?

Ask your big dawg 'bout my, yeah, real retarded

Holding shop by myself, got it? They from here, you bought it

Go on, step up through the house, spray this bitch like Mad Marvin

My lil juvie, she go to McKinley and I fuck with her

I just picked her up at the store and smoked a blunt with her

I've been fucking with Lil Nana, but she been running from me

When Alisha go to uh-uh, I can't run outta money

Everybody 'bout to take a trip to Miami

I don't give a shit, bitch, I'm kicking it in Dallas

Get your passport, I'm 'bout to take a bitch to Paris

Champs-Élysées, Louis Vuitton, but that's average

Michael Kors for my whores, better be happy

Say it ain't designer, then I'm leaving, goddammit

If I'm the one that bought it for you, then it's fantastic

Ring bought from Walmart, I thought the thought was what mattered