Spazz out

YDC Too many cake ass niggas talkin' Outta my face, man In my zone, nigga Moonwalkin' this bitch just like Mike Jack Put a Rollie on my wrist, boy, that's a light Pack Take over this whole bitch, boy, I'm like that Look, look, these niggas be hella fake Stack that money up, I get the cake If he don't like me, then that boy racist I beat up her milk, turn her to a shake I'm spazzin' on niggas, what's up with the hate They say, Damien, boy, you the greatest, nigga, you late Boy, I'm saucin' on niggas like, what's the deal So-and-so talkin' that shit, keep my foot on they neck, boy, I keep it real Be smart, play your cards, boy, you dumb as hell, why you stoppin' pills I show up, they all bitch up when I give the call, boy, they know the drill Wait, wise man, wise words Hey, who the f*ck is she talkin' to She charge five dollars just to twerk I ain't gotta spit hot shit just to let the world know this a word I learned my lesson, stay quiet, let the hatin' niggas come to you first Woah, woah, woah, walkin Moonwalkin' this bitch just like Mike Jack Put a Rollie on my wrist, boy, that's a light pack Take over this whole bitch, boy, I'm like that I'm like that