Battery Acid

Aye Driss man, come halla at me

I'm a rip your track on time man

Ain't nobody fuckin with me

Smoke a big nigga, light him up with the same gat

I frame back, leave him right there on the race track

I'm on the same track, mind state where my frame at

Nigga wanna ride but I told him to lay back

I'm a knock his head off, dump it and let off

I'm a pull his cap like takin the tag off

What a nigga want? Money or pussy?

Bitch, you already pussy with a lil bit of money

Bulletproof with the rap, you ain't takin it from me

Five suckers in the hood, give me all of your money

I broke rap nigga, ain't shit funny

Soon to stay at the top, I be off that dope

Big dope off the boat, still push them notes

Got crack in the soap, pull it out like ropes

You got to sing a note to understand my vibe

I ride up with the tillies with the motherfuckin lines

I kinda like this seat cause it's stayin with mine

Pull his head out his ass, don't waste my time

Lookin all over my shoulder while I slang these boobies

In my hand like controllers, still control it

Thumps in it right there like a moment's notice

Seen bitches choose up, don't forget who chosin'

I just let them sit back and realize I'm God

I bag the zips up, start to feel like shine

I ain't one of you niggas that's be out here lyin

You fakin like a jail nigga

Telling me still what you did on the outside trail

Real niggas don't snitch man, you just post bail

Don't go to jail cause that's way too stupid

Niggas we foolish, teenage cruel

I understand why you spend all your money at jewelers

You phase game, tryna look it out like the soopa

Clinch, I'm on the computer

Got dope stuffed in the computer

Like I'm a mack sitting on the back

Don't trip, two gats

Huh, lay em flat

Base foot niggas, I ain't got time to play

I used to sell buzz pases

You toll guns that was covered in acid

My whole gun still but the scope is plastic

Shoot up in the crows, man I leave it tragic

Lil B

And this illusions of Grandeur Part 2

Ya feel me? I'm talking about

You know, if you ain't fuckin with that real shit man, then fuck it

You know man, like niggas going down in history man

If you ain't fuckin with history I don't know what you're talkin about

Lil B man, base wood, we keep this shit lockin to the pen

Yea man, this is base for life

Aye kiss, I see you man, what it do