Hooty

[Intro: ScHoolboy Q] Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt (We ain't come for this shit, boy, hooty-hoo) Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt Uh, yeah Leave the Black shit for Black folks (Hooty-hoo) [Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q] Uh, hair like a lion, what a day, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt Bathing in the sun, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt I put this 'Rari on a race, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt Top ten, I'm makin' plays, skrrt, skrrt Fuckin' white bitches 'til my locs get freed Uh, hmm, oh, I think she like me Yeah, throw me in the frame 'cause I'm an African Yeah, dress me up in gold 'cause I'm a classic one Huh, country on our back, they tried to mask it, huh Yeah, rhythm from my language, had to practice from, huh To JNB, they learned to break our crush, huh LeBron, Savannah showed our growth ain't stunt, huh From segregation to the White House staff, yeah Would say some more, but yo, they bitch ain't Black [Chorus: ScHoolboy Q] Huh, I'm ballin' now, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt Pick up the phone, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt I'm ballin' now, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt Pick up the phone, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt I'm ballin' now, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt Pick up the phone, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt I'm ballin' now, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt Pick up the phone, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt (Hooty-hoo) [Interlude: ScHoolboy Q] Look at me, that shit push to start, all that shit, bitch You gon' respect this type of shit Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt Yeah, bitch, bitch Bitch, dress me up in gold, yeah, I want the diamonds and all that Nigga, and my daughters straight, the both of 'em, nigga Yeah, 720 a year, you gon' pay it [Verse 2: T.F] Okay, uh, look Slidin' through the city with my strap off safe Uh, every stop sign, it got the wrapped-up tape Uh, wait, look, skrrt, skrrt Had to double back and get my bagged up day Uh, hundreds stacked on hundreds, it's all profits, nigga Money is the root and I just robbed three niggas Uh, liquor with my lobster, I'm a mobster, nigga I chuck deuces up, but this ain't Compton, nigga I'm on Fig' and I'm on yeah like let's go find some bitches We don't hear no sirens, we gon' slide relentless Fuck the consequences, this why you signed up Uh, keep it solid, you hit the lineup Look, wait, fuckin' in the valley, duckin' case on case Prayin' these lil' niggas ain't leave prints on safe (Hooty-hoo) But look now, I'm ballin', skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt Uh, pick up the strap, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt I'm ballin' now, look, uh, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt Pick up the strap, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt [Chorus: ScHoolboy Q] Huh, I'm ballin' now, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt Pick up the phone, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt I'm ballin' now, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt Pick up the phone, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt I'm ballin' now, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt Pick up the phone, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt I'm ballin' now, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt Uh, pick up the phone, I'm on my way, skrrt, skrrt, uh [Outro] Yo, what's the deal, my boy? I told you I was on my way, man, fifteen minutes ago You got a nigga right here, sitting duck status Where this bitch-ass nigga at, man? Bro, chill, this my boy, man By the way, get money, man Hurry up, man Alright, man, don't rush, man, easy peezy, we got this