Lauryn Hill

[Intro]
My nigga Webb made a slapper tho on my grand daddy daughter, nigga
Well lemme talk my shit

[Verse]
I ain’t never heard of what you throwin' up
I done sipped so much mud, I start throwin' up
I’m eatin' steak and lobster on the party bus
You better bring a chop' if you niggas wanna startle us
I’m out in Pakistan finna package send
The pussy talkin' Webb my nigga step in there
Have you ever seen a 100 thousand dollars yet?
I'ma make her pay me while you niggas havin' free sex
I stopped playin' games back in recess
I ain’t a brat but I'm always at the cheese fest
I’m out at Georgia Tech with a full TEC
I just did 5 tours, nigga, back to back
I’m still gettin' paid off of placements
Came a long way from bustin' raps in the basement
You ain’t got the voice, nigga face it
Boy, he be talkin' mad loud but never say shit
I’m runnin' outta 'woods, I gotta send a runner
I’m fresh off the road, I had a cold summer
Hate to hit you with that new phone, new number
Leave a nigga wobbly like Bambi when I shoot the thumper
Cats that be fuckin' with my baby mama
I could put myself through private school without no problem
Send me naked pictures to my iPhone 7
If you ride with a snitch, I assume y’all tellin'
If you book me for a show, you better book a telly
It’s some friends and real phones not cellys
Made the bitch swallow dope, she gotta rock belly
Put the burner in ya titties, now you too heavy
I got drunk and wrecked the ford, had to cop Chevy
Wyclef, refugee, niggas not ready
Solano fairmont, finna pop a pill
Wearing Polo on a cliff, that a Lauryn Hill