[Intro]
(Sup, Sup, Sup)
Unh, yeah
Last week had magic
This week still magic
[Verse 1]
Fake, yeah (right?)
All these niggas fake, yeah (right?)
All these niggas fake, yeah (right?)
All these niggas fake, yeah (right?)
Fake (right?)
All these niggas fake
Boy, you pussy, I can see it in your face (right?)
I ain't never seen you in the paint (right?)
Mad 'cause I'm doing what you can't (right?)
Mad 'cause I'm fucking on Feint (right?)
Shawty, that's my bitch; that's my mate (right?)
I'ma hit a lick, catch a case, swerve
All up in her tummy like a tapeworm
I ain't beat the case 'cause that tape, fuck it
I'ma wrap his ass up in chain, fuck him
I'ma tap his ass with that K, fuck 'em
My niggas pissin' on graves, fuck it
Them niggas tryin' to leave but they can't, right?
I'ma put some holes in that Wrath, right?
I'ma need the code on that safe, right?
Bug off like a Soviet tape, right?
I be putting licks in the bank, right?
Good ass credit like a white boy, right?
Put my finger on my lips and make that white noise, right? (shh!)
Got my finger on the trigger like a white boy
[Break]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah ooh-ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Gunshots]
This is America!
Don't catch you slippin' up!
Guns in my area!
I got the strap, yeah
Ay, I am the carrier
Yeah, I'ma go into this
[Explosion]
Yeah, yeah, this is guerilla- woah
Yeah, yeah, I'ma go get the bag
[Laughter]
[Verse 2]
Yeah
LIKE A WHITE BOY was produced by Supa Bwe & Shepard Hues.