'Bout That

[Intro: DeJ Loaf] Yeah I’m gon’ put motherfucking Silkk The Shocker on this shit Somebody get Silkk The Shocker on the phone Call him right now Somebody see if I can get him on here for a verse I fuck with him Look [Verse 1: DeJ Loaf] Cause this life I live got no limits Put the pressure on them pussies, let’s go swimming Put the TEC to his neck while he eating cereal Oh you thought this was a game? Nah, this shit serious I’ll die for my respect, just bury me in Fendi And put me right next to Pac or Biggie Or put me next to Dex so we can fucking flex Got a problem nigga, say it with your fucking chest 34 B's aiming at your breast 34 more niggas gon’ be aiming at the rest Chopper go ffff, yeah it speak with a lisp Walking in the club, I don’t speak to a bitch No I don’t fuck with y’all, y’all already knew it Bitches wanna beef so bad, I won’t do it Tryna blow up, nah bitch, you blew it Not off DeJ better off selling pussy Nah I ain’t a killer, all my shooters good looking Good looking, good looking Money got me tired, yeah nigga I’m cooking Taking, lunches, cookies [Verse 2: Silkk The Shocker] DeJ hit me like, “I want the old Shocker”, it’s no problem Don’t make me get my old army fatigues out of my closet You might catch me in something that don’t come out for a year or so So if you got it right now, chances I had it like a year ago Only mess with real, I don’t do the fake We just park right in man, I don’t do the wait Was gon’ do a pool in the back, but said fuck it, do a lake I know why they mad, cause they know what I’m due to make It’s crazy, ‘cause sometimes I be forgetting what I cop I just came off tour like, “nigga when I bought a yacht?” Getting money, then I bring it back to my block I’m hot, here’s the temperature, try to buy up all my stock I run through this money like it’s standing in my way One thing I can’t stand is a hater that complain about the hate Yeah they’ll talk it, that’s until you standing in they face Scream who-de-who, it look like planet of the apes I swerve right past ‘em but I ain’t tryna crash When I see ‘em I hide my face, you would think I’m tryna dab Sometimes I get mad but I’m trying not to spaz Some of y’all jokes in y’all flow, I be trying not to laugh It is what it is, I don’t have to tell ‘em what I did Flow cold, you would think I was yelling in the fridge Forget the past, I get it now like I got it then And I ain't following you fake niggas, I’m setting trends Yeah, DeJ Loaf, it is what it is All the real stand up, all the fake sit down That’s how I recognize ya, you heard? Shocker, you know how we do it