[Intro]

Be you

You focus on one, you'll never be two

And then number two, most niggas see through

But now that I think, that's probably number three too

Huh, yeah

[Verse 1]

Y'all want that real shit back, then please say so

You niggas got it Manti Teo'd

On the eighth show

I'm walking 'round with the eighth tryna fuck Jhene Aiko

However you say the name

I cream that pussy like a bagel

You know how the play goes

Stunt a little then lay low

Names, never say those

Your girl in Giuseppes on Quavo

Dancing on top of tables

I'm finna pick six like 22 with son Tadoe

I hop in her whip, she bumping Gucci Mane and Zaytoven

She get in mines I'm bumping Beethoven

Its to the crib ain't gotta say nothing

I send her back to ya

Blood drained, J.I.D. and yes the "D" for Dracula

Crack her back play the sax, call Satchmo

He ain't gon' react

Just relax bro, it ain't for a show

I'm just waterin' my lawn 'cause I turn on the hose

[Chorus]

Rule number one: be you

You focus on one, you'll never be two

And then number two, most niggas see through

But now that I think, that's probably number three too

[Verse 2]

And then number four is like pour D'ousse D'ousse

Now this the wrong book, I'm looking at the wrong rules

Cause then number five says "purchase a coupe"

All black no shoes, then T-top the roof

And then get your windows and doors bulletproof

So the shots can't come in

But then we spray out the roof

Dog niggas like "ROOF" at your bitch like a wolf

Or a pack of Spill-niggas, government my own troops

Give me some of that Gil-Scott, bitch turn on the loops

Motherfuck your drums, I'm finna spit it to the flutes

Talk around my city, just point him out who got the juice

Couldn't quote my shit, you'll probably break a fucking tooth

You're talking about Richter scale, I earthquake the fucking booth

I shake it 'till its fucking loose, so fuck a rapper, fuck a cougar

Put my dick like right into her

Fuck a mattress, fuck theatrics

Unless your ass is an actor

Then fools need to be captured

I'm the master, I'm the massa'

And they wanna assassinate me

Why they wanna hate me?

I just need a cure for these rap bar rabies

And a Beijing bitch to come massage then rape me

Xvid tape me

Taste these kids then I'm on back to my day scheme

You living single like Regin and Queen La

I'm prolly coaching your team, I'm J.I.D, JoePa

My D.C. girl tell me she love Sosa

Put her hair in a pin, bang bang in O-Block

Shots rang, cops came, nigga no sir

Arrivederci and bonsoir

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