Finito

I'm a live the dream, yo

No time to sleep, yo

If you know what we know

Y'all niggas finito

Oh, it's an animal anthem

(It's popping, popping)

Ayo the bricks that they front me out of the country

Do that thing monthly, want me

The dude's finito, I sell chico to a cheapo in a Pico

Swag synthetic, you get your shit shredded

Eyes close as scoliosis, prognosis

Get a dosage, yo hold up

Put your hands in the air, yeah, this a hold up

come to karate

Kawasaki papi, this shit locked probably

Ghost to say the least

Wherever there's indians

I'm a come and play the chief

A-oo-ga de basura

Dude, Nore's a classic

I split Swishers with my thumb, slime

They say numbers don't lie - except one time

Young Tune, got goons on the front line

These hoes tryna get on like they unsigned

Side-step counter, right, left, punchline

Real niggas don't do sit ups when it's crunch time

Get high, play somethin' on the guitar

Got a girl on my dick like the see-saw

My son's tellin' friends "daddy got a race car"

T roll blunts longer than the space bar

Straight hair, high socks with some Vans on

Bullet hole bigger than the Grand Canyon

Neptunes on the beat, NORE what it is?

Chop body parts off, stick 'em in the fridge

Yeah, kiss my ass under the mistletoe

Young Money motherfucker, if you didn't know

Animalistic, futuristic [?]