PHC LA LA

[Verse 1]
Right here, this is where you lost your luck
'Cause rapper such and such fucked around and got you punched
First I heard it from your boy, then from your tongue
Nigga, I'm a crazy fuck, might snap and kill your son
But before they try to put me in the pen again
I left Sherry's dead body in the present
I had to tell you 'cause I didn't leave no evidence
Except for note that said: "Fuck you and this bitch"
Now who the fuck left Azizi off the leash again?
No one answered 'cause I've already eatin' them
For you corny ass niggas I defeated them
Conquered them
Born to do, same shit, I play to win
But I be fuckin' bitches up with my dick now
Last chick, ass fat I blew her back out
Bitch got it fixed, came back I blew it back out
Story of my life, that's your wife
Who are you? Wow
Kids? Bet, I got a few now
All of these bitches that I came in and ran out
See Pete tryna hit a nigga with the boom bow
North's fucked up but, baby girl, your life will pan out
Shit but a niggas got problems
Bigger issues and economics
I got a fist full, I'm tryna start shit
So when y'all niggas fight
I'ma dip and work on my shit
Y'all niggas need to use your time wisely
'Cause whack rappers be the main niggas here grindin'
Why is everybody so worked up on timin'?
Just drop your shit, get a pimp, put him on son
Damn right, now your nigga is here is on one
His verse super sick, suck my dick, bitch, we on some
​​preHISTORIC motherfuckin' pterodactyl arson
We gon' beat your ass, watch your ass, put your guard up

[Chorus]
Hide your weed, hide your bitch, hide your phone
'Cause when we come through (It's all Deebo)
I said it's the fuck you (P-p-p-p-patron)
And nigga I don't know you (So it's best you go, nigga)
But real shit, shut the fuck up, I am serious
The worst thing that you could ever do is get curious
Don't be naive, like the grapevine, won't hear your shit
PH 'til I fuckin' die, suck my dick

[Verse 2]
Shit, I'm chillin' on a futon
Watchin' workaholics, smokin' weed, on my laptop
Writin' to this beat while I'm chillin' next to iRock
Thinkin' about the bullshit I did last week, dawg
Shit so bad, I won't speak on
But on the low-key it just took me to my peak point
All of you bitch ass niggas you are so doint
Fuck it roll a joint, call some hoes, put on old boy
Yeah, you niggas gettin' old boy
Only see niggas yo' age at your show boy
Fuck you nigga, you can keep bein' a dope boy
No offense to them but you could laugh up on the throne, boy
I'ma do her while you can do you, boy
You niggas get mad 'cause you dated her ass in school, boy
I'ma smokin' jack, kiss my ass, I'm immune boy
You gon' get your shit spent, pet some pussy, you are too boy
Don't fuck with me
I'm not that type of nigga that you keep for company
But bitch, I own the company
​​preHISTORIC Crew
Nigga, fuck with me

[Chorus]
Hide your weed, hide your bitch, hide your phone
'Cause when we come through (It's all Deebo)
I said it's the fuck you (P-p-p-p-patron)
And nigga I don't know you (So it's best you go, nigga)
But real shit, shut the fuck up, I am serious
The worst thing that you could ever do is get curious
Don't be naive, like the grapevine, won't hear your shit
PH 'til I fuckin' die, suck my dick

[Outro]
We out