[Intro]

Oh, it’s Add-2

Man I’m gon’ keep it all the way real

If one more of y’all niggas hit me up with some damn links

Some damn mixtape stuff, like nigga I don’t wanna hear none of that shit

I’m not the nigga to do that to, I’m sorry

What the fuck I’mma do with your link, nigga

I can’t do shit with it, aight

I’m tryna help some hoes on twitter nigga

[Verse 1]

I been sayin’ for years that I ain’t nothin’ to play with

The listenin’ like synonyms they sayin’ the same shit

I’m stayin on track like I’m running in Asics

Givin’ them the mental picture homie go ‘head and frame this

But this ain’t graduation ain’t no caps and gowns

Puttin’ rappers in the box like the lost and found

Tough titty get a padded bra, oh am I fallin’ off?

Don’t hold your breath you’ll end up lookin’ like the avatar

It’s Add-2 bringin back backpacker rap

Flow so rapid that a frat couldn’t paddle that

Snake couldn’t rattle that, matter fact

Kinda like watching Nas in Belly, you can tell I don’t know how to act

I got vision bet a blind man see that

You taste niggas pussy I’m finger fuckin’ your feedback

You wonder where we meet at?

I’m standing on the corner where you wish you was

And where you’ll never fuckin’ be at nigga

[Hook]

Yellow light, you should pump the brakes (slow down)

Yellow light, you should pump the brakes

Oh you a rapper nigga? Nah thinkin’ you should quit

I heard your album nigga, I can’t get jiggy with this shit nigga

[Verse 2]

Pray me attention you ain’t gotta pay funds homie

I make a killin’ I ain’t gotta spray guns homie

You copycats, I should call you Shane Tongue homie

I stand out like Cheryl Underwood’s gums homie

Windex couldn’t make it any clearer

My only competition is the man in the mirror

Only one eye slick rick shit spit sick

You paraplegic can’t kick shit

Nigga stop playin’ bring it back, bring it back, bring it back

Call it letter to [?] goin’ all across the map

Let me open up your eyes if you blind to the fact

I’m inspirin’ all the niggas who inspired you to rap

Every little bit I write is like a little bit of light

When it’s blacker than the actor from In The Heat Of The Night

If you tryna get a line, you can get in line

Add-2 killin’ niggas call it black on black crime nigga

[Hook]

[Sample]

[?]

What the fuck is this?

You, muthafucka!

(Can I help you sir?)

Yes look at me, huh?

This is wack! I can’t get jiggy with this shit!

Where’s your damn manager I’ll [?] muthafucka!

(The manger’s not here I’m runnin’ the store right now)

You look like [?] this shit

Give me my damn money back right now [?]