The Symbol

[Intro] Yeah, fucking throw up on the floor, shit Get the cleaning lady My bad! Hey yo! [Verse 1] In only one year, considered as a veteran Top of the line, the whip look like tropical lime Off the boat, cousin, Glock by the spine Do a murder seven thirty, then they flying at nine Shit! Handspring half twist into the Buick You say you’re doing shit but never do it I say I’m doing shit and then I do it Never going back to work in labor Fuck that your little chain, you better tuck that Uh, vultures flying over the carcass Bitches blowing on my dick like a cartridge Throw some grass up, aim a little east of the target My brain was sculpted at Harvard Never mention all the crime I been a part of Serve like Ivan Lendl up in the rental The team's been assembled They receiving health benefits and dental The lamb was laced with fennel Left hand then shift the right foot touched the pedal! [Chorus] From now on I'm just the symbol Hundred dollar drugs smoke out the window Paper plates, I never had a license Could always catch me smoking spices Triple lindy out the Jeep, land into a split Get up in the spin, doggie, I’m the shit! You’re staying broke, like Maury with the hip Huh, catch me on Maury with my bitch Fuck with me! [Verse 2] The whip gymnast Jump out the car into the river Don't splash on the dive Straightforward money, cash on the side If you catch him I want that bastard alive My bitch's ass is like an apple Yo, if you see me look astonished Your boy is ill with the phonics Since Gary Payton had the pill for the Sonics You’re still a novice And to be brutally honest, your shit is garbage! Dog, I've been a scholar My shoes are still alive from Lake Victoria Fuck the order up, leave you stretched in the corridor I got my aura up, hoes that drive me in a foreign truck (dykes) One is riding me, the other one is rolling up (weed) Pray to science they don’t pull me over If they do, then the fun is over Whether young or older, motherfucker's been a musket holder Just sprinkle cheese on top of me, and let it get crusted over! [Chorus] From now on I'm just the symbol Hundred dollar drugs smoke out the window Paper plates, I never had a license Could always catch me smoking spices Triple lindy out the Jeep, land into a split Get up in the spin, doggie, I’m the shit! You’re staying broke, like Maury with the hip Huh, catch me on Maury with my bitch Fuck with me! Fuck with me! (repeated throughout)