The Aftermath

[Verse 1: Lil 2z]
My chain swingin' and my guns blazin', I'm a Texas nigga till that day they take me
I'm a 90's baby, walkin' 'round with .80
Got a bank account full of dirty payments
I'm a business man, let's get it situated
I got plenty beef, I can marinate it
I'm in that water like Momoa Jason
Catch a flight to Cali for some Gary Payton
I like biscuits and Tater's with a lil' bit of gravy
I go by Lil 2, I'm the one in McGrady
Put a nigga ass on Fox like Jamie
I trapped on my mommas and trapped to Miami
Bought a Louis umbrella in case it get rainy
Opp nigga had a kid, drop a bag on his baby
Hit it all for the buzz, call me Lil 2z Brady
Used to post on the corner like I was Champ Bailey
Used to talk to a wall, momma thought I was crazy
My uncle still pushin' that rock like Jay-Z
My patna be gettin' his stress from the Navy
I'm workin', I'm workin' the fuck is a lazy?
We fuckin' shit up, what the fuck is a Tay Keith
Four words that I live by is ''Fuck'', ''You'', ''Pay'', ''Me''
Fuck her one time, give her back to the streets, I ment back to the block, I mean back to the payment
They caught my nigga on camera in HD
He had to go do a sentence at 18
I keep pissin' dirty while I'm on probation
Said I'm shoppin' yo' hood, we be switchin' locations
Niggas go broke and they try to create beef
Pull up and blow at a nigga like AC
6 foot, 7 foot, my Choppa 8
Shades under the ski when it falls up, but can't see
Why the fuck nigga down? Had him screamin' for help
My nigga actin' like a bitch, so I did it myself
My uncle was shootin', up dope on the steps
Used to tie up the top of his arm with a belt
I'm smokin' on..., with a lil' bit Khalifa
Y'all still ain't got back for that fat bitch either
So don't tryna act like you that, 'cause you not
You ain't never put nobody blood on your sneakers
In the trap with a razor, a pot and a beef
Finna go down the street, test the dope on a tweak
Nigga tried to rob me dressin' fresher than east
He gon' be in that church layin' next to a preacher
Settin' nigga up is so easy, I'ma teach you
Niggas think with they dick, I'mma send 'em a eater
Ohh, this fuck nigga rap, I'ma give me a feature
Pull up and get the block hot as a feaver
When shit start gettin' real, niggas change they demeanor
Every room in my house got a stick like a beaver
Bitch tried to set me up, I'ma shoot her and beat
I just met the bitch, now she fin' meet the Reaper
Niggas shootin', don't hit, they be hittin' the rim
When I shoot, I'ma hit, I'ma hit him and him
I lay low and creep, I don't do all the M's
Keep a Dra' in the stool like I knew Eminem

[Verse 2: That Mexican OT]
I get the drody, mixed with Gelato
Boy, you ain't shit, your mother should've swallowed
Bang on my chest, you can hear that it's hollow
Drive by in the horsepower like Desperado
Drop kick with a chopstick, bitch, I'ma stick it up
They burried you with yo' chain, bitch, I'ma dig it up
Put his chain around my neck, tell lil' bro ''Flick it up''
I'm poppin' pills like I'm tryna get my dick up
Be careful with they house I'm straight out the bay
Why they mad at me? 'Cause they know I'm here to stay
You be actin' too hard, lookin' like dry clay
I'ma show you real quick that a Mexican don't play
If you drop the bag then we puttin' the beat on
You can hit Greg or you can hit Beadon
Diamonds on my hand lookin' like it's a Seawow
Choppa goin' off, soundin' like it's a sing-along
That Mexican OT rappin' with Lil 2z?
Bitch, I'm in the trap just like a booby
Every cutie with a booty is catchin' my coties
Big Green, I need yo' camera, I'm makin' movies
Bitch, I'm the shit, I'm the caca, the dookie
She gon' shit out the condom when she take a poopy
Askin' the bitch ''Why I look like a loose leaf?''
Fuck it, I'm still gon' beat up the coochie
Uh, uh, uh, uh, take Sexyy Red to pound town
Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, that's how the Choppa gon' sound
When I push you with lead
Put on the clip, 'bout to empty his head
Met the bottom of my fish skin, boot turned red
I can't wait 10 years, bitch, I want you dead
On-on your mark, get set, go
Just like a stripper, bitch, I got a pole
Smokin' good dope, chillin' with my PO
Kodak, get back, let me drive the boat