Yessir

[Chorus]
My dick and this fucking choppa alike
It see a bitch then it might just bust on its face, yes, Sir
She hit blacks like losing she at eight-ball, I day jog
Y'all niggas just staying in your place, yes, Sir
Let text, bitch, I hate it when you call, like U-Haul
Call 'em up to get you out my way, yes, Sir
Pain on me when I ball on you too hard, I'm too tall
Shawn Kemp when I'm coming down the paint, yes, Sir

[Verse]
Look, okay, I stimulate the pussy, she happy, like check stimulus
So I started rapping, I love it, the check bigger, then
All these other niggas, they hating, they love Twitter
In a room full of winners, I love it, it's all mirrors, and
Take over like Castro, castrate niggas that's acting real nuts
Nigga, you can't feel us
Half empty, half full, doesn't matter, I will spill you
Protection on a nigga in case these niggas start bussing
Get down, that's the sound of the sirens
Now I run, I'm fucked if I'm caught up by my opps, no, Sir
Told my bitch I don't really like cuffing
I'm black, it reminds me of cops, yeah, I told her, yes, Sir
My bitches ship shit like Bezos
But they know, same day shipping when I want the box, yes, Sir
Girls love that my skin is moreno, no bueno
You look good in that ass that I bought, yes, Sir
Throw it back for real nigga one time
Only here so I can hit it like a punchline
Know some niggas let it ring just like the drum line
So I dip because I'm not a fan of gunfire
Paranoia, think some niggas tryna conspire
I'm just tryna make enough so I can retire
Sit back with a bad bitch up and recline
Chill while I watch the world fall into decline

[Chorus]
My dick and this fucking choppa alike
It see a bitch then it might just bust on its face, yes, Sir
She hit blacks like losing she at eight-ball, I day jog
Y'all niggas just staying in your place, yes, Sir
Let text, bitch, I hate it when you call, like U-Haul
Call 'em up to get you out my way, yes, Sir
Pain on me when I ball on you too hard, I'm too tall
Shawn Kemp when I'm coming down the paint, yes, Sir
My dick and this fucking choppa alike
It see a bitch then it might just bust on its face, yes, Sir
She hit blacks like losing she at eight-ball, I day jog
Y'all niggas just staying in your place, yes, Sir
Let text, bitch, I hate it when you call, like U-Haul
Call 'em up to get you out my way, yes, Sir
Pain on me when I ball on you too hard, I'm too tall
Shawn Kemp when I'm coming down the paint, yes, Sir