LIL HERB.

Ayy, man

Cut the music up, please

Steffrey

[Verse]

Yeah

Big chili off the books, like the coldest winter ever

Get a heat lamp, I water industry plants

MAN BEHIND THE SHADE, what a remarkable rebrand

She wanna succeed, open wide and swallow my tree branch

Speaking of tree branches, grandmother used to make me make a switch

That was summers in the sip, blame it on Curtis

Lil Herb, lil herb, in the swisher sweet

I got five on it, he got five on it

He got five on it, we finna roll the windows up

We hotboxing to the Luniz, then turn up the Tunechi

Spooky hours, dollar shots of Absolut Vodka

We was youngins, but wasn't dummies, more like Doogie Howser

So, recognize a god when you see him

And get a shotty and a Bible to read it

Alpha, beta, hyphen, dollar sign, 360 degrees

Horseshoe, hockey stick, Mighty Duck this, please

And the million dollar question is

I've been killing them with kindness

But if I get violent, will they live?

What the motherfucking consensus be?

Call the EMT, TNT, bombing on all of y'all

Ice cream, ice cream, get the Häagen-Dazs

Cash rules everything around me, never enough of it

Blocka, blocka, off the principality, blurry the evidence

Fatality, a casualty, so the fuck what?

Like, you dropped the bottle of beer at 12 p...

Now you know you done fucked up, right?

Menace to society, allergic to sobriety

Bitches by the variety, the illest, entirely

I understand the assignment in its entirety

IIm geeked up and on fire, who wanna hire me?

My nine to five is recovering from the night prior

Hopped outta bed with a cup of ambition, Dolly Parton's my ghostwriter

Pardon my back, I'm all that and a box of cracker jacks

C notes in the purse, blame it on my cataracts

Top Dawg, underdog, putting the paws on any competitor

I'm the Alien and the Predator

Any person versus me'll be emergency room, registered

Snooze in a tomb, empty the register

Ooh, before a n*gga had a picture in a mag, had an azul rag

Reloading the mag, uh huh

I don't follow fads, I just follow the bag

Every other day, my daughters is popping tags

Carson in the motherfucking, you already know

You ain't shit if you ain't getting green, oil of oregano

Uh oh, had to can 'em like Spaghettios

He was with the extras, he won't never get a cameo

The Boat Dock, bitch, don't forget your fishing pole

That shit for the birds, is you pigeon-toed?

Chirp!

Next, tell 'em, I'm from where them broke n*ggas hating

Del Amo, Del Amo was his last statement

Shh, moment of silence

Oh, let me remind them

Yo, I'm from 'Cretia house

She told me if I gotta kill 'em, drag they ass in the house, and I'm out

Soul