THAT'S NORF, PT. 2 (feat. FOE & Bueno Da Champ)

Ahh, ayy
 This a, this a YouTub- beat (Midget)
 It's a 1TakeJay, uh, YG type beat
 I'm finna go up, though
 I don't give a fuck, I like it, though (know what I'm sayin'?)
 Sue me, bitch
 Ayy, okay, though
 Ayy, ayy, ayy
 My mama mad at me 'cause I'm thuggin'
 Too bad, a big Blood
 You'll never catch lil' Rucci with a blue rag
 A car pull up, I'm like the Saints, nigga, who dat?
 I'm rich as a bitch, bitch, why you mad?
 I'm still B-walkin' to the bank
 Hit the stage, make your bitch faint, Eddie Kane (Ayy, okay, though)
 The niggas shot at me, but they missed, no aim (Ayy, okay, though)
 I'm drinkin' Henny with the coke, no 'caine, ayy
 Back to back in black whips, bitch, that's Norf
 Talkin' shit, you get blapped, bitch, bitch, that's Norf
 Okay, my bitch got a bitch that got a bitch, that's Norf
 I'm at the park full court with a stick, that's Norf
 If you try me, I might turn you to a lick, that's Norf
 I'm at your front door, 'cause nigga, I don't diss, that's Norf
 She sucked my dick and you gave that bitch a kiss? That's south
 Nigga, that ain't Norf, that's south, ayy
 Hundred K followers, but nobody know you, that's clout
 I could've playеd ball, but I took the bag route (What you mean?)
 Thе rap route (What you mean?)
 Tryna see what them racks 'bout (What?)
 Feet up in first class now
 Ayy, ayy, dripped out with the beam, I'm a hot nigga
 I'll drop me an album and go drop me
 A nigga put a price on your head, finna cop me a killer (What?)
 You signed and went broke, you a flop, lil' nigga
 Shout out Lady Truck, FOE gurb, and BullyGurb (That's Norf)
 This ain't no semiautomatic, this a fully gurb (That's Norf)
 'Round here, you get a name if you put in work (That's Norf)
 You ain't gotta say a thing, nigga, just put in work
 I'm ridin' 'round the bity in a foreign, that's Norf
 Ayy, I made two hundred off tourin', that's Norf
 Nigga, I don't keep score, I keep scorin', that's Norf
 Make a right off of Forbes, nigga, welcome to the Norf
 This that five-seven-eight-bix-four, that's Norf
 Run them fades back-to back in goon yard, that's Norf
 Pull up on your block tryna score, that's Norf
 My gang so gang, you niggas lame, all poor
 These niggas tryna pop up out the gang, Oh Lord
 Lord knows we the reason they don't hang, that's Norf
 Inglewood, all sides, playin' games, 64
 It's a movie, me and Bully hit the scene, that's insured
 Ayy, Tiny Hugs in this bitch, know we havin' things (Know we havin' things)
 Took a stock out and upgraded to thirty things (To them thirty things)
 Applyin' pressure on these niggas, they don't never hang (They don't never hang)
 Big body in the trenches, when I'm switchin' lanes
 I got what you want, I'm what a broke bitch need (What she need)
 These niggas is opps, they'll get the whole thing
 64 gunnin' with the infrared beam (With the beam)
 Draw down on a nigga with this 223 (Oh)
 Put in work, I'm ridin' 'round the bity in a foreign, that's Norf
 Ayy, I made two hundred off tourin' that's Norf
 Nigga, I don't keep score, I keep scorin' that's Norf
 Make a right off of Forbes, nigga, welcome to the Norf