Cash Me Outside

Ahhh Real rap nigga I'm bout to raise the bar and reset the standards Go back to teaching true respect and manners Who let you niggas in I need some answers Bunch of ugg wearing and shoulder dancers Bunch of card crackers and credit scammers Let me run it back That's a Barry sanders Who the f*ck let you in I still need answers Man I'm really about as sick as cancer And you bout as goofy as Ned Flanders Yeah this the big one like Fred Sanford Droppin' bombs like master funk They keep tellin' me I don't flex enough Like I don't work on my biceps enough Raisin' they blood pressures up The pressures on now and I'm stepping up Even fab had to tell em' how to level up But y'all don't really y'all don't really Y'all don't really hear me though Half of ya asses numb So y'all don't really feel me though Brainwashed junkies I call em rejects Ya tape garbage I'm pressin' eject Skinny black shred it to pieces Flush it with the rest of the feces Let us put in closed caption Ya tires bald you ain't got no traction Meaning you wack and ain't got no action Far as sense you gotta low fashion Far as cents go you so cashless Where ya soul you ain't got no passion You slow dragging like you fire You ain't no dragon or no savage Since 21 it's been closed caskets I'm so classic Real nigga boa you so plastic Pinocchio watch where ya poke ya nose For ya body be stiff and froze Coroner tag his toe This the realest shit I done wrote On my momma joe they don't want the smoke One puff and I bet they lungs explode I advise you niggas to tighten up All them mumbled verses be light as f*ck All that shit you wearing be tight as f*ck This heavyweight shit I don't lighten up Imma keep standing on they necks Til' this real shit back in effect Now cash me outside how bout that, nigga