HOP OUT CHO FEELINS

Yeah Know what I'm sayin'? I just smoking and chilling Real Westside shit, Compton nigga, you already know what I'm talking 'bout Mm, ay, yeah Pull up with a thang or two, yeah You know what I came to do, uh Slide down the avenue Yeah, did what I had to do Oh, infinite flavors, yeah, pick your favorite Yeah, keep shit player Ooh, thinkin' 'bout running for mayor, yeah Lookin' at the Lakers, asalam alaykum Wa alaykum salaam, why, thank you We're the realest niggas alive Hi hater, bye hater, bye hater Bye Felicia, not today, not tomorrow either Shit, look though It's a lot of vacant houses, whole city like a toddler Make the block look snaggletooth Auntie in the Congress, no, Danny is the projects Know I'm sayin', Lucy Liu Tryna kill bills off, a dollar meal really will fix your whole attitude Been rapping 'bout the real since a lil' nigga Nigga, imagine if I had a booth I was only nine years old when I found my soul 'Cause had me in the booth, booger nose First shit I ever wrote, shorty blood, had the whole block posted Everybody tweaking off the vocals Antisocial, I'm posted I'm like Roddy I can't cope, I don't know, could be anxiety First line was about my nigga, Suge Just heard that he died on the last Friday And I'm fucked up Hop out cho feelings, uh, hop out them feelings Come hop off the ceiling Come, I want you to get high with me (get high) Come slide with me (come slide) Oh, I got a feelin', get it crackin' like acrylic In the backyard chillin' wit cha I want you to get high with me (high) Come slide with me (slide) I just want a buttercream Bimmer with an R&B diva Slide straight to the Pelican Lil' freaky, lil' thick thang keep a nigga bussin' Got her fucking up her knee like she signed to Adidas Ever since a young nigga, I've been a leader Always sat down on the pledge of allegiance Badass kid to the public but to me, I'm like, fuck it, one day motherfuckers gon' see it Just took the kush out the ziplock watching Love & Hip Hop Meanwhile, a few channels down the block, they getting rocked by the punk ass cops I can't believe what I seen with my eyes So nowadays I'm like, "Fuck it, I'ma look to the sky and manifest anything I need" Any pussy, any weed, any plug on a power trip Fuck a plug when the whole team the power strip No love to these niggas tryna politic Got my guys already, got my queen already How I sound already, how my songs already, got a master? How these niggas ain't on already, I'm good Take it day by day Pussy, weed, my vices' money in my safe Cash going up as I elevate I was down bad, now I'm hella straight Hop out cho feelings, uh, hop out them feelings Come hop off the ceiling Come, I want you to get high with me (get high) Come slide with me (come slide) Oh, I got a feelin', get it crackin' like acrylic In the backyard chillin' with cha I want you to get high with me (high) Come slide with me (slide) You said you don't smoke You said you don't smoke, but you were gon' try with me Don't you dare get paranoid, girl, I'm hot on asteroid Plus, I keep that .9 on me (don't try, doo-doo-doo-doo) Shit Niggas puttin' fades on the beat and I ain't done, you feel A'ight bro, let this bitch ride for like a minute My nigga Kal my country cousin Northside Saint Louis shit, all the way down in Dallas, that's how we doin' shit, you feel And on my mama, my mama told me I'm that nigga, so fuck what y'all say Nigga came a long motherfucking way Castro Drive, you feel me Bermuda Road, all that shit, Northside Saint Louis Right there off 75th Shit, I made like 70k off the festival You know what I'm saying? So every time I see the number 70, I just feel blessed, you feel me I might even get a-