Training Day

[Intro]
Yeah
1Hunnit

[Verse]
Look, it's training day, is you Denzel or Ethan Hawke?
He say he a pimp but he ain't say how much cat he bought
I don't like to trick, I treat when needed, that's what i was taught
Is you a Mac or you a simp? 'Cause I'm laying the law
All my hoes be quiet until I tell 'em it's time to talk
Bend over, baby, show them curves, shorty thick as a malt
I kicked her out the Benz, this ho must think the she too fine to walk
Where I'm from it's either go to jail or get lined in chalk
We took a vote and had to spank 'em, it wasn't my fault
How you go and do the hood wrong? Niggas ain't got heart
We the ones protect and kept you safe when they wanted you offed
If I give bro the green light, he hop in all black like he goth
If a nigga play, we on his ass like a new pair of thongs
They know that it's gassy when they order, you sniff through da phone
I had to spray, the man on fire, my dope too strong
I had to find a new smell, Dior was last year's cologne
I'll turn into Stewie 'bout that money like when Brian owed him
I'ma come and see you 'bout the cheese, no, it won't be long
This package costed me arms and a leg, Bob Oblong
If you ain't talkin' money when you call, you get the dial tone
My kitchen fulla cappuccino cups and double styrofoams
Everybody in here sleep but me I can't be nodding off
I gotta stay up to meet the quota, I ain’t loggin' off
They know I'm online, I ain't declining if it's dollar talk (Nah, for real)
They treat me like the black sheep
My bitch mean as hell but she still going, call her Maxine
I be living single, I don't go with hoes they go with me
I just make my jingles, get my cheese, and smoke a lotta weed
Johnny Appleseed, I made a route for them to work the trees
They gon' run this package from the mountains to the Florida Keys
It ain't take no effort, I'm a natural, I do it wit' ease
I served my white friend he said, "1Hunnit, you the bees knees"
That paper callin', I ain’t stalling, I just wanna ball
They envy me like Calboy, so I'on fuck around at all
I can sense the hate you niggas give like Regina Hall
I was short on cake but now my racks stacked, I stand tall
I'm in a big house, robe on, Usher, you ain’t gotta call
Dancing round the crib let my balls hang wall to wall
Come here tryna play and I'll drag a nigga, RuPaul
AR make a nigga quit the bullshit, Luol
All he could say was, "Dang," when I was aiming at his eyeballs
Pocket fulla blue and green strips like the Seahawks
I'm something like a wizard wit' the hustle, call 'em John Wall
I'ma take the bag on vacation, Clark Griswold