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[Part I] [Intro: ScHoolboy Q] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Shady) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Shady) Su-su-su I'ma stack my O's like Ohio Lookin' at your life, that's a long, "No" Lookin' at my life, think he Pablo Y'all poor Ya (Shady) Shady (Shady) Yeah, bitch, come on I been workin' hard all night Put that one thing on, throw that one dress on, for me All these fuckin' ideas, dreams [Verse: ScHoolboy Q] Gotta catch up to my levels Try to stay black, young fellow Almost died twice, but let's get it Got a AmEx with no limits Gettin' head in Paris, that's different I done hit the world with my Crippin' (Ayy) I done leveled up my livin' (Yeah) I ain't dancin' 'round in no skillet Are you prostitutin', need pimpin'? (Uh) We can find the truth through your children [Bridge: ScHoolboy Q] Suu (Ooh) Ah, suu Bang, chalkin' Chalk it up, chalkin' (Yeah) Su [Part II] [Segue: ScHoolboy Q] Yeah, yeah (Su), yeah, yeah (Su, su) Yeah (Su, su), yeah, yeah [Chorus: ScHoolboy Q] Nigga, you pussy, you know where to go Nigga, you pussy, you know where to go (Go, hey) Nigga, you pussy, you know where to go (Suu) [Verse: ScHoolboy Q] Got me a Rollie, my roots in the soil Downin' a bottle, my President gold Dance in the pussy and cum in her throat Sippin' the clear when I open the door Come get a halo or get on the floor (Bang) Nigga, you pussy, you know where to go Been through your hood, I done seen it before 'Member me? I done came through in a Ghost (Sheesh) Married the thing I considered a, "No" Nosy as hell, she irritable Throw ten on that thing, I be doin' the most Ski in the desert or ski in the snow Ski in the desert or ski in the score Fuck do you mean? It's a hook right here Fuck do you mean? I could skate right here Fuck do you mean? I could play right here Be with the brothers or be with the Locs Somethin' is funny, you must be the joke Nigga, you pussy, you know where to go Time to get money, let's get it and go Nigga, your bitch got a negative ass Nigga, you lame, better stay in the past Tried them before I'ma do it again You rap niggas be kickin' at shins You holler at the moon while watchin' it bloom Bitch-ass nigga, done spark the fuse (Boy) Bitch-ass nigga done payin' to lose (Boy) Rich-ass nigga, might change the move (Boy) Found out, nigga, you breakin' news (Boy) Damn near fifty, got shit to prove (Boy) Old-ass nigga done turned a fool (Boy) Hell, nah, boy, don't fuck with you (Boy) How you gangsta and gullible? (Boy) Bitch, you a ho, you eligible Ahahahaha [Chorus: ScHoolboy Q] Yeah, nigga, you pussy, you know where to go Nigga, you pussy, you know where to go Nigga, you pussy, you know where to go [Part III] [Intro: ScHoolboy Q] Look That's fire, that's gas, man Hahahahahah Ayy, that's game, that's game That's game That's game, that's game That's game, that's game, cuz [Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q] Uh, how much more I gotta prove? How much more I gotta lose? I was just a kid starin' at the ceilin', now stars on the roof Now, saltwater slide pools, DRC's not booze Since a kid, made moves, who the big homie now? Wow (Style) Trew the nose on the clown, ain't no hoes in the crowd Not a real one around, who gon' help when you drown? Know he lost, but he brave, but a loss what he gave Kinda off and it's strange, how you deal with the fame? Stayed away from the lames, thank God for today I'm back in love and it's great, still a whole lot of s— Time to turn shit down, turn me up then, bitch Run it up then, bitch (Yeah, yeah) Hella hoes like Prince (Yeah, yeah) Now, the gang got rich (Yeah, yeah) Time to shut shit down (Down, down, ooh, ow, wow) [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] Yeah, turn me up then, bitch, run it up then, bitch Hella hoes like Rick, James Niggas comin' for the crown (Crown, crown) Time to shut shit down Time to shut shit down, Chevy pedal to the ground Everybody wanna try to kill the Rabbit, now, you lackin', nigga, now Dustball niggas bitin' nigga's style (Style) So, I gotta keep switchin' up, ten plus, runnin' millions up I done locked like fifty-seven bitches up Figure fuck it, fuck it A hundred million tears in the bucket Set of sisters, got 'em suckin', fuckin' Minnesota twins, nigga, Kirby Puckett Bumpin' H-Town, part time lover or knockin' the boots in a droptop coupe Hoes fuckin' for the clout, not the loot (Yeah) Smack a nigga in his mouth for the loot If I ever see that pussy nigga Akademiks, I'ma catch another lawsuit (Hahaha), huh [Chorus: Freddie Gibbs] A hundred million tears in a bucket (Yeah) Send a hitter take it out the budget You the most hated and they gotta love it, like, fuck it (Fuck it) A hundred million tears in a bucket Send a hitter take it out the budget You the most hated and they gotta love it, like, fuck it [Outro: Freddie Gibbs] Yeah, Big Rabbit Kane