i'm illy

Yeah, '09 our year, hahaha

Mixtape status, YouTube, hahaha

Teyana Taylor, what's good?

C. Breezy in the buildin'

Yeah, man

Let's go in

I'm in the clouds, homie, no gas mask

Paper long, stacked higher than giraffe ass

I'm used to drivin' spaceships so I'm landin' wrong

On some ugly shit, ET with a bandana on

Dolce book bag, Louis rag, hangin' out the right side

Red lightnin' in my hair, I'm lookin' on the bright side

Listen to my music, yes, I highly recommend it

But if you ain't messin' with it, why the hell you commentin'?

And I'm really lovin' rappin' now, know I had to get it in

Listenin' to rappers and some of 'em soundin' feminine

Any stage or any show I been there or I done it

Too big and these girls run from it, haha

These young niggas here now, yeah, we 'bout to shut 'em down

My little sister Teyana Taylor and yeah, I'm Chris Brown

And ain't no goons with me, gon' act silly

Don't forget, mothersucker, I'm illy

Uh, I guess the magazines just ain't enough, still wanna play with us

When that beat get murdered, right away you know they say it's us

Blog sites, web sites, they all know I'm dead nice

Porsche at the red light, you Honda chicks is dead tight

Money steady generatin', haters give me inspiration

Swagged out generation, got your child board skatin'

M.O.B so solid, Ray-Bans so poppin'

Multi-colored fingernails, cranberry phone posse

Killin' every beat I touch, body everythin' I say

Pen game, whip game, I just bought a car today

Jealous of my one of a kind swag, you're dumb match

Shorty tried to copy and paste my style, she's dumb gas

Scared of nobody, I push it to the limit

You rap chicks is burnin', here's a number to a clinic

CB is with me, get familiar with the movement

Neglect every instrument to my body and abuse it

Alexander McQueen jeans, I'm on that mean shit

Super sweet 16 clean, my magazine clip

Yeah, you a hater now, check, check out my gators now

Rockin' goose downs and I'm with a belt crocodile

Can't forget my fur coat, shawty name Merlow

And she mad wild and I like the way it purr yo

2012, yeah, I'm rockin' new denims

With the temperature control all in 'em

Yeah, I'm gon' go hard, flow hard

Every time I spit is up to par, you know I show off

Lyrics is impeccable, you know I'm gon' act the fool

Yo, he and my model swag, Y-3-2 cool

Yeah, my block is forty left, you know we don't play no games

Timberland, hard denims, wife beat swag flames

Harlem is my birthplace, L.A. where my work lay

Haters check my profile, naw, this ain't MySpace, ow

Let me laugh in they face, ass, hee

CB, hahaha

Yeah, stanky leg

Aight, I hear you

Old hungry, hungry hippo ass, hee

Laugh in they face ass, cow, face ass everything

Harlem school of rat ass, hee

What is it thumpin'? It's beautiful

Yo', yo' hair real like mine, man

Bark like a dog

Ha, a big dog

Woof, woof

Ayy, we illy, we illy

Yeah, man, we just doing this for fun

We love y'all

2009 on everything, you already know

Hey, what you gummin' this? Oh