Extinct

[Intro: Isaiah Rashad]

Yeah

I'm just sayin' that, yeah

I just, damn

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Isaiah Rashad]

I take my licks in the storm, bitch do me raw

Yeah, still fuckin' 'til six in the morn'

Son, how I flooded out the wrist to reward

Damn, they don't make 'em like this anymore

Don't try to hold that, you can't control that

I bought the 'Rari, the Tesla, then I got the throwback

I used to ride it, the Honda that was black as Kodak

And I recall it, like a picture, that is, really, that's sick

Big screen lyrics, yeah, sixteen nearin', and

"Zay, 'fore you leave, Can you fuck me in the mirror, yeah?"

Baby, I got too many bitches not to mention them

Hoes, I don't even know they names but they be feelin' it tough

They wanna touch me like under covers and anacondas

Before you fuckin' go purchase your Gary Paytons

I'm really not everybody, sippin' and talkin' bad as yo' daddy

You shouldn't fuck with these niggas, we was the reckless