Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Black by popular demand The nigga with the most weed The nigga with them bars (real shit nigga) Reggie Noble (Let's go nigga) I call my gun Jackie Brown, I'll let the dog out You'll get found in the trunk, just like Beaumont My happy levels at a low count (yeah) I cut niggas in two, it's like a movie how I pair 'em out These fat women give me love, and they salary Take they money, buy bud, and burn calories I got a hashtag I'm back for errybody washing they feet and face with the same wash rag Light-skin back, I flash gamma This old lady on crack flow, bitch pardon my bad grammar I take a picture of my balls, with a fan's camera I stay on tilt like Santana bandana I got that purp like Minnesota fans Got sharp sixteens, I wrote 'em with Logan hands I get it live, give me five Go against me, you DiCaprio, you'll barely survive You want that hard shit? Call us When I was born, I slept with my fists balled up nigga And you can ask Mario, I'm on that extra I keep the gas on me, you move like a Tesla I walked in fucked up, I'ma leave fucked up Ain't no tellin' how I move (yeah) And if the crowd wanna see a nigga gassed up Then bring that ass, baby this is what I do (what you do?) I tear it up (I tear it up) I tear it up (I tear it down) I tear it up (I tear it up) I tear it up (I tear it down) I tear it up (I tear it up) I tear it up (I tear it down) I tear it up (I tear it up) I tear it up (I tear it down) Ayo Niggas follow in my trail, you not ready Women want it all in they mouth, it's Akinyele I want that car Ice Cube had, Impala Chevy Just so I can say "Turn yo punk ass over!" Bottom of the 9th, I'm giant, Willie Hayes under pressure When I'm done, you'll get a blood diamond That's why I act so cocky in my interview Even Shaquille ensured me I'm the General Streets on fire, haters wanting Red to retire But that's an inside joke to an outsider If I had a crippled arm, you couldn't play me I'll run up in this bitch like, "Baby!" Jersey boy, I'm cut from a different fabric I could play Russian roulette with an automatic And you can ask Mario, I'm on that extra I keep the gas on me, you move like that Tesla I walked in fucked up, I'ma leave fucked up Ain't no tellin' how I move (yeah) And if the crowd wanna see a nigga gassed up Then bring that ass, baby this is what I do (what you do?) I tear it up (I tear it up) I tear it up (I tear it down) I tear it up (I tear it up) I tear it up (I tear it down) I tear it up (I tear it up) I tear it up (I tear it down) I tear it up (I tear it up) I tear it up (I tear it down)