[Part I]
[Intro]
(You know what's up, bruh)
[Verse 1: KD! & okreside]
I told 'em to start, let's get it, huh
Know I'm the one, I'm with it, yeah
Hop on the beat, I'ma kill it, yeah (Woah)
Boy, you get fried like a skillet (Yeah)
My chopper shoot in this ho, I won't miss it, yeah
Slidin' with Eazy, I'm with it (Yeah-yeah)
Free out my brother, I'm talkin' acquitted (Woah)
Yeah, my money way too long, it feel like I'm way too gone, slatt (Yeah)
Roll up, I'm tryna get high, I'm off the gas, too strong, yeah (Yeah)
I just been tryna relax, know that I couldn't get calm
Sho-shoppin' at Saks, runnin' these tracks, I get them plays
No, I can't see through this goddamn haze
Spark up the blunt, tryna feel that blaze
Point 'em out quick, I'ma let that spray
Ho, I did that race and I feel like Tay (Yеah-yeah)
Run up them racks, tryna get that papе' (Yeah)
Count up the money, this shit really cuttin' me up
I-I told my brother to slide
Sippin' on Wockhardt, shit really fuckin' me up (Huh, yeah)
[Verse 2: okreside]
All these bands on me, I been saggin'
Yeah, bitch, I pour that red up, I'm sippin' [?]
Yeah, that boy sippin' fake mud, that nigga actin'
Yeah, bitch, I pour that lean on me, bitch, I'm sippin' lines
Yeah, told the ho, "Come at 10," uh
X pill got me bent, uh
Black truck, yeah, we spinnin', yeah
Big body, not a Benz, yeah
All of these diamonds all up on my wrist
I swear, lil' nigga, I'll show you a band
Niggas be talkin' shit, but never hit
I swear, these niggas, they never been [step?]
Tool on my body, gotta keep a Gen
I swear all these niggas be watchin' my steps
They see my jewels like I be runnin' all of these racks
I really did it by myself
I'm smokin' this gas, huh
It's the only thing that really help me 'cause I'm fried
Bitch, I'm a bag getter
I'ma slide with the Kel-Tec, it's a 9
Rick on my body, I've been movin' different
I tote that money, I been sippin', leanin'
He not my slime, no, we cannot kick it
Hop in that Lamb', told my twin to flick it
Bitch, I be flippin' all these bands, I'm spinnin'
That boy got fake bands, all that counterfeit
Bitch, I ain't [?]
[Part II]
[Intro]
("Eazy Cypher" is top five cyphers of all time, no debate)
[Verse 1: kifoh]
Yeah, I'm ballin' in Balmain (Yeah, I'm ballin')
She call me a dog 'cause this chain around my neck (Woof)
Make her pick a card, but she not seein' my deck (Woof-woof)
See her on the street, better know that she my pet (Woof-woof)
I been gettin' high while my brother pour that Tech (Yeah)
I been— I been gettin' high while my brother pour that Tech (Yeah)
[Verse 2: KaliZoi]
This smoke is the [king's?], huh, the suit is the same (Yeah)
Wake the whole planet (Yeah), earthquake (Yeah)
Shakin' our world, earthquake (Yeah)
Just do, now you're the best, same thing
You so incredible (yeah), both super [tip?]
[?]
Can't break [?], break [?]
Can't break [?], break [?], same thing
[Verse 3: yit]
Glistering on her wrist, glistering (Okay, let's go)
Green, I'm ballin', bitch
Gr-green, I'm ballin', bitch, ba-ballin' (Woo)
Glistering on her wrist (Yeah), glistering (Okay, let's go)
Green, I'm ballin', bitch
Gr-green, I'm ballin', bitch
She wan' me to buy a Mercedes
My pockets differ in ratios
Got hundred-worth generations
My mama said, "Son, you made it"
I'm gettin' rocked in the basement
She hopped off the flight, she wan' take it
My mama said, "Son, you made it"
My mama said, "Son, you made it"
[Verse 4: ay3demi]
Bounty on my head, uh, tryna hold me down, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Loyal to my bag 'cause I know they gon' let me down, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Stuck up in a room like the whole world mine now
She keep on askin' where my heart at, I can't find out
Fight up in the hills while we argue in a penthouse
Tears on her makeup, it look like she tryna act up (Yeah, yeah)
Saint Laurent jacket on the floor right by the glasshouse
You said you won't need me, but your eyes gon' stand out (Oh-oh)
[Outro]
Eazy Beats cypher, bro
This is the truth, this is the endgame right here
Nobody does it better than Eazy, bro, come on, like
I-it's not gettin' through your skulls, bro
It's not gettin' through your brains, like
[Part III]
[Verse 1: bluchrist]
Not tryna deal with all that bullshit, get your hands from off of me
She been [?], stop fuckin' [?]
I started singin' 'bout my feelings, she call me an oddity
She told me that I been the center of her problems, probably
'Cause I get paid, love
I can hurt your feelings, baby girl, but I can't break up
You told me that you love me, yeah, stop with all this lyin'
I said I'd give you another chance, baby girl, but you won't change
I tried to figure out your feelings, baby girl
But you won't stop singin' songs about you
Take you shopping, girl, I got you
I said, take you shopping, girl, I got you
Told her that I'm happy that I found you
You said you in your feelings, that's [?] to get around you
She's tryna claim she innocent, I don't know why she—
[Verse 2: Pure557]
She call my phone, she said she want me like that shit's an option
This bitch a freak, she twist and pull and shake, I got a Bop It
She said she love me, but the skeleton still in the closet
Like this shit a game, I had to unplug the cord, had to pause it
Why the fuck did this bitch think she could get what she want from me?
I'm high as fuck with my niggas, we the Aqua Teen
Thick as fuck beside the seams, like, "Where did you get them jeans?"
I peel her clothes off her body, I'm tryna make her sing (Yeah)
[Verse 3: fflex]
Bi-bi-bitch, I'm goin' for the win
It's always a sad story, these niggas ain't never really your friends
I might just buy the lil' bitch a new bag, but, hell nah, I ain't payin' for rent
Unless you rather just be with your friends
'Nother one's shit, yeah, nigga, I'm him
He wanna talk, we knockin' off his brim
Converse with a bitch? She blowin' her phone up and shit
I don't reply to that shit, swear to God, I just be climbin' that shit
They say I'm droppin' that muhfuckin' hot shit like I was climbin' and shit
Young nigga be playin' victim when [?] up and I [shift?]
Almost got mad at a comment, almost forgot I was rich
Had to leave her ass alone, all she do is piss me off
I had to kick her out the crib, the lil' bitch can't make me get out
Yeah, the ho bad, but she got kids, I can't be with her now
[Verse 4: hapes]
Fuck that ho, if that boy grab my pole, then I'm gon' up the score
Been in that mode, I been on the road, that lil' ho don't even know
Shit get bad, just pour that four
That bitch in love with drugs and clothes
This freak-ass bitch gon' pop on a pole
I swear that bitch can't buy no Rolls, yeah
Nigga call me trash, and I been in my bag since
I just let that one ho smash, now she wan' do my adlibs
I ain't never hit the stu', made hits off of my Aston
Ain't never cuff no ho, just fuck that bitch and then I'm passin'
[Verse 5: CapzLock]
Ha-hands up, put your hands up
I slide the hardest on the song, I don't mean to banter
And all this guala right behind me, it's what help me stand up
Go and get your bands up, I'ma slide up in a truck (Uh)
Eazy made the hardest beat, then we could dance up
Girl, I could show all the receipts, but you don't answer
All these pockets on me full, can't keep my pants up (Yeah)
Bro can't talk to me, how you gon' say somethin'? (Yeah)
[Verse 6: buffetboyjohn]
Brand-new denim and brand-new pape' (Yeah-yeah)
Tss, yeah, I need the guap right now, I don't need me no Bape (Yeah-yeah)
Tss, yeah, hold on, I really get buckets, I don't sit in the paint
Nigga just dickride me 'cause he gay
Don't wanna talk right now 'cause I'm paid (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Shawty, she tryna get on me like, "Baby, it's too late"
Ba-ba-baby, I throw it up, nigga buffet
Ya bitch up on me, I don't want no face
She pull up on me, she just wanted the sex
[?] just pack a Mercedes
No-no-now I fantasize about a crib, got a motherfuckin' gate
With my cousin, this paper I chase, go (Go)