Intro (feat. ScoopBop)

(Johnny B) Listen umm This is a warning This is a motherfucking warning Listen! If you got sensitive ears you might wanna go sit yo motherfucking bitch ass down somewhere baby hunh This grown folk music This for grown folks only Ummm My nigga Cake is out here in his motherfucking Dr. Jekyll Bag We praying for him We praying for him every Sunday & every Wednesday at bible study because this nigga crazy This nigga snapping on every motherfuckin thing Aye Scoop, Listen!!!! You have home training You was raised better than this You ain’t have It’s the return of the young god and beat Jesus This for the money nigga nothing more can precede it Feel these word in your soul now as we read it Praise Lord, cause we need it Been tryna hold down these deep demons It’s time cook it’s been pre-seasoned Ball hard this just pre-season And we off the block Been making plays niggas often stop Just short a boss cause it cost a lot This just a friendly reminder These bitches to fickle to get too fond of You niggas responsible for ya conduct I’m getting commas Niggas gon act when it’s drama And I just play my role still I think of switching the genre Just being honest Still I stay dripped designer When it come to women and garments I’m in the finest Ever since a nigga was whipping in mommas Honda I’m finna cop the Rollie just so I can switch the .....na nah Aye Aye! Niggas do the most for a rap blog I could give a f*ck bout rap dog Niggas ain’t going like that dog Bitches playing both sides like cat dog Niggas telling lies that’s cap dog And I ain’t finna believe it Young nigga Todoroki the wrist the way it freeze up And all I f*ck is caramel hoes need a chiquita She know I need her 20 a pop we gon bleed em (Aye!) All them nights i been dreaming (Hey!) All my life I been scheming (Aye!) Saturday night live I’m so Kenan (Hey! Aye!) Stick to G code, that’s the cheat code That’s ya girl? She a pop, she a free throw (Hey!) Think she not cause she hot but the streets know (Hey!) She a thot remember bop we don’t keep those (Ugh!) Bitch I’m the man Cook up I can’t keep my wrist out the pan Bitch yous a slam Well known to f*ck up gram Big dawg they know who I am Goddamn goddamn Lord knows I wanted to blow, Walk thru 50gs a hunnid show Getting paid for my words they wanted the flow I wanted the dough Case they wanted to know Bitch I been dope, huh Been broke with my kinfolk That’s big smoke huh Top what? Bitch I been GOAT like woah Champagne for my campaign On my HOV I don’t gotta make a lane change All my niggas throw 4s like we gangbang Same nigga that’s just tryna smoke and maintain Big dawg