Back At Whataburger

[Intro:]
Uh, yea
Uhhh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Check, look

[Verse 1:]
Smokin' one up in the mornin', uh
Hustle while niggas be yawnin', uh
Lately a nigga been zonin'
They couldn't stop him so now they wan' clone him, uh
Fuckin' around witcha chick
Came to the crib, put on a performance, yeah
Takin' it slow I enjoyed it, yeah
Just a lil somethin' to toy with, yeah
Mind on the paper and makin' a play and just keepin' my head in the game, uh
Do it for likes, you ain't doin' it right
See I'm puttin' the bread over fame, yeah
Shit wasn't workin', now niggas is swervin'
And tryna come up in my lane, yeah
Pimpin' we just ain't the same, yeah
Put some respect on the name, yeah
Want me a lac with the top off
Mustard and mayo and hot sauce
Frontin' bout somethin' you not boss
You just be cappin' do not floss
I be that nigga you heard bout
Know them bitches be talkin' through word of mouth
Duckin' off in that Z and it's murdered out
Shit ain't bout the music it's bout the clout
I been makin' the moves on the low doe
El Dorado I'm comin' through slow-mo
With my bitch or I'm comin' through solo
Fuck around with these niggas a no-go
I ain't trippin' my nigga just fall back
Fuck the candy, I need it in all black
Since the Keenan and Kel, I been 'All That'
Check the permanent record it's all facts

[Verse 2:]
Check, look
I be still comin' down FUBU
Takin' it slow to that Screwed (?)
Keep it connected like Bluetooth
Don't give a fuck bout what you do
Steak and the shrimp is a name brand
Written and built with the same hands
Gettin' so high that I can't land
Seen the playa come up but they can't stand
Put some new shoes on my old shit
Gettin' DMs from my old chick
Got a little flow that I'm cold with
(?) beat too, nigga focus
Got the crib right, with the Off-White
On the flo' rug, niggas all hype
I don't play wit niggas on the internet
(?) real life, whatcha job like?
Couldn't talk down cuz I'm too up
Ain't a hard choice, baby choose up
I don't lose shit, bitches lose us
Had to flip game, switchin' rules up
Got a new plug, bout to flip dat
Where ya crib at? Where ya whip at?
Say you want it gotta go and get that
It'll happen for ya once you live that
Yeah I'm too gone, but I maintain
Be-Been free of that chain gang
Niggas screamin' out "gang gang"
Till them feds come and they say names
Been about it and I'm still about it
And I'm pullin' out like I came
Weed and the money to blame, uh
Weed and the money to blame, yeah