MOO!

Yeah, it's Ikenation Could've killed myself, I put that hard hat on uh Yeah, I'm up at Super 8, selling dope to security Seen a opp and dropped a couple nuts, I hit puberty Seen a opp and dropped a couple nuts, Texas Roadhouse Bags on my eyes then it's bags in my bank account Told the maid I got stains We finna clean a few hundred dollar bills on the ground, look like Lake Lagoon I'll get a cow to cluck before I ever put my trust to you Before I nine to five for the man, I'll make a chicken moo I might shrug my shoulders to a great question Yo sack gettin' plugged so you better be fucking grateful The dick dumb didn't give it to her, she said I fucking hate you She seen my cho and she said I'ma fucking take it I stole that last line from Slink like a coke addict It ain't Valentine's Day, but on that day I'll respect women My main rider shawty, probably Dr. Shirley Ann Webber Nyree ride for me too, but I don't never text her Yeah, my OG showed me how to shoot the polymer, it said Neighbors ain't calling cops, they told me calm down I know they see me moving wit the wobble, that's my Ikey walk I be sipping Green Tea Arizona, Smakked be sipping Wock What you say? Tell him I could've killed myself, I put that hard hat on and build myself Yeah, I'm up at Super 8, selling dope to security Seen a opp and dropped a couple nuts, I hit puberty Seen a opp and dropped a couple nuts, Texas Roadhouse Bags on my eyes then it's bags in my bank account Told the maid I got stains We finna clean a few hundred dollar bills on the ground, look like Lake Lagoon I'll get a cow to cluck before I ever put my trust to you Before I nine to five for the man, I'll make a chicken moo Got my slippers on while I walk into the party I got nothing on me but a half zip and a brass donkey Grace ass is fatter than her sister's, but I want they mama I be the first nigga in the house like Barack Obama Yeah, do-si-do, why my trap jump like a kangaroo Frozen up, police say hi to me, I'm afraid to move Roly-poly, we ain't kids no more, might play with a forty Baby asked to show her a trick, that's a horror story Yeah, baby, I don't do tricks baby, I'm an old dog I be dippin' off on pig skins like Pro Bowl Yeah, she can't prove I'm cheatin' cause she always get my code wrong Only bad bitches in the club, throw a roll call I be lickin' bitches head to toe, I suck her toes off Shawty ain't no freak, she vanilla, I'm finna doze off Put it in her throat so deep, I pop the nose off I'm warming up the Arm and Hammer, do not turn the stove off Yeah, I'm up at Super 8, selling dope to security Seen a opp and dropped a couple nuts, I hit puberty Seen a opp and dropped a couple nuts, Texas Roadhouse Bags on my eyes then it's bags in my bank account Told the maid I got stains We finna clean a few hundred dollar bills on the ground, look like Lake Lagoon I'll get a cow to cluck before I ever put my trust to you Before I nine to five for the man, I'll make a chicken moo