Let's get it
(It's something in me)
Let us get that
(C-Sick)
We with that
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh
I'm rappin', this real rap
Uh
I could've been had features, I wasn't with that (for real)
I was in the streets, tryna get my get back (fuck nigga)
Niggas sittin' on benches now, but I had played the bleachers
I was in the trenches with my glick, with a stick (big thirty)
Same bitches act like I wasn't shit, suck my dick (bitch)
All the lit bitches come around, now I'm rich
But I don't give a fuck 'bout shit now I'm rich (rich as shit)
Gotta watch out for my homies, now I feel like Mitch
I don't conversate with niggas, they might feel like snitchin'
I be on to all you niggas, guess I feel like Ace
'Cept for niggas gon' get shot right in they face (baow)
I like stayin' in my place, I'm out of place
Catch me crusin' in that Lamb' or I'm outer space (Rolls)
Niggas been hoes, they tryna get chose
Niggas been hoes, they just ain't been exposed
Ain't in nigga's business, don't be sniffin' with my nose (nah)
Don't like nigga's energy, I'm chillin' with my bros (gang)
I live in L.A., but don't playin' with my nose
I'ma blow that, fo' sho' that (fo' sho')
I know how to tuck a thirty, don't show that (don't show it)
Rich as fuck but I'm still Herbie, you know that (you know that)
I got children, turned to a gremlin, no Kodak (uh)
Still quick to do a nigga dirty, you know that
Quick to hop up in that foreign, Swerv', you know that
I got cake, my brother got some cake, so we merge
Folks in that straight take off on the jakes, so we heard (skrrt)
Ain't leave a trace, snub thirty-eight, so we heard (so we heard)
A lot of you niggas born in the trenches, but be nerds (what?)
So don't judge books, we got thugs shook
That's my cuz look (look at 'em)
Got you niggas shook still, blow that fire, know how that feel
Niggas die, know how that feel (know how that feel)
But don't look at me, get killed (pussy)
Real niggas with that's gon' kill for me, I don't got to kill
Anytime I sign a deal they don't own nothin' (shit)
And I be clutchin' on that steel feel like you on to somethin' but
I'ma blow that, fo' sho' that
I know how to tuck a thirty, don't show that (don't show it)
Rich as fuck but I'm still Herbie, you know that
I got children, turned to a gremlin, no Kodak