Young Jesus (feat. Big Lenbo)

Yeah, yeah

What up Bobby

It's that nine-five shit right here

Take 'em back to the 90's

Okay, now take a trip inside my mind like you was off to Venice

It’s me and B-I-G L-E-N-B-O cooking like chemists

Take them back to way back when like Dennis, The Menace

Causing mayhem on the come up like a young apprentice

Smoking weed and getting higher then a flight attendant

Hip-hop descendant

Gold Jesus on my pendant

Got to pull it out for everyone that’s in attendance

Okay, back in the day as a college park tenant

Still can’t believe I didn’t get a shorty pregnant

Man, that’s the definition of a life sentence

A whole lot of beef, no bread, no lettuce

'Cause I couldn’t keep it in my briefs

Man that’s pathetic

Fuck all that back and forth

This ain’t a game of tennis

I'll be in my motherfucking chamber like the senate

Scared to go outside but I know I can’t prevent it

I'm, forever alone in my mind

See I’m a self diagnosed hypochondriac

Either at the crib

Or on the tour bus is where you'll find me at

Yeah, I know that I’m living like I got it okay, yeah

But I swear that I'm not that neurotic over here, yeah

Over here, over here

Over here, over here

Over here, over here

Over here, over here

Ayo, fuck all that

It’s the fat young Jesus

Flow prestigious

Stacking money and playing the field man like Regis

Better believe us or leave us

Grabbing your bitches cleavage like, oo-ah

I went from surveying to Super Saiyan slaying the man

Bitches want an autograph

I sign them titties in crayon

Like goddamn

It's me and B-I-G-L-E-N-B-O cooking like chemists

It's me and B-I-G-L-E-N-B-O

Posted in the club in baggy jeans and a beanie

Sippin' on a martini

Taking my pick at bitches like eenie meenie

I'm unscannable

Young cannibal

Eat wack MCs like Hannibal

'Cause Joe Pesci's my spirit animal

Over here, over here

Over here, over here

Over here, over here

Over here, over here

Okay the flow delicious

Bounty hunting like Sid Vicious

The young Spiegle

Interstellar with my retrieval

Furthest from evil

I throw this shit back like medieval

I spit at it like a Baretta

You know I get better by giving the people

Not a fuck given

Check the method

That's how we living

Always been driven

Out of sight and yet never hidden

The Return of the Jedi

Bitch I bet I do the show and catch a red eye

Hoe I said I leave 'em dead

I know I do

This shit is

Overdue

Pass me the fifth and I'm coming through

The B-I-G-L-E-N-B-O

On the way to Rio

Aye dios mios

Looking for a Latin Leo

To hold a brother down like the white man

Fuck that ****

Ayo enough's enough

Man of my word

I never bluff

Even in a pair of cuffs

Know we always keep it real

Like goddamn

Don't even step like I ain't the man

I'm just 301 repping

Second I step in Maryland

I gotta conceal it like a murder weapon

I kept in the glove

Rat Pack you know it's all love

We the realest

So fuck you if you ain't feel this

Throw a Molotov in your crib and tell them bitches to bill us

We the illest

Finger fuck a critic

Shit is darker than The Chronicles of Riddick

Yes I did it

While they bit it

You know we got it

Smack you with the palm

Save the back for your mom

Sound the alarm

You know we got it going on