Charlie 2 (feat. DaBoii, Nef The Pharaoh & Mike Sherm)

Uh uh
 Oo Oo
 Uh uh
 Ayy, ayy
 If it's funk, come and see about it, nerds better be about it
 Shoot the crowd, check the news, probably read about it
 When a sucker die, they gon' ask me to squeeze about it
 Here's a tip, nigga, never ever leave without it
 Ice on me flooded and my peso pronto
 Your daddy is a baller so you start like Lonzo
 Glock ten milly got a nose like Gonzo
 I don't ever wanna hear another line 'bout Rondo
 But this nina on me like I'm Rajon, it's a great bond
 Probably flipped a couple of y'all homies, ask Savon
 Nigga even twitch, he get flamed, nigga, napalm
 So you tryna tell me you ain't get tipped by Trayvon?
 Bitch, I keep a yeeky and my mom know it
 Told her I'm the nigga in these streets, I might die for it
 What's the point in snitching if you still do the time for it
 We ain't have shit, but this Glock on me cried for us
 And them suckers took my brother, I ain't goin' for that
 Boy, stop talking like you want us, bitch, you know where we at
 Brody bro in the cuts, he just roll in the back
 We love to pop out at night, guess I'll roll some Backs
 Bitch, this is not that and not this either
 And when you book that stu' sesh, better not diss either
 I'm giving niggas cold shoulders with this big heater
 Bad bitch, she gon' she choose off my dim meter
 I been feeling like Tee Grizzley how I'm giving no effort
 And yeah, I know a lot of shit but never knownin' no better
 And we can play it how you want it, niggas know it's whatever
 And boy, you better check your bitch 'cause she got bro in her header
 Nigga, you ain't on shit, and your bitch on me
 Bitch, King Kong ain't got shit on me
 Nigga, I can't even tell you what we did OT
 And bro got aim, he'll hit you in your widow's peak, on the gang
 Free Nick, bitch, come suck this clip
 I'm Chang Chang, lil' nigga that be Suge-ing on shit
 I just left the bakery, I got some Cook in the whip
 It's two things I won't do, be broke or a snitch
 My hookers really bust dates, you be boyfriend pimping
 I'ma tell a ho a lie while you be kissin' them bitches
 Not a dumb lacefront but I got an extension
 A nigga whip got hit, it was some bodies up in it
 Over Kony Ginobili, I fold your brody
 Piss on your granny, kill your homie
 I'm a shooter, thooter
 Somebody lied, I never knew her
 House lick, they gon' run through her spot while I do her
 When JoJo hit the streets, I got a hundred for him
 Niggas don't never be outside, gotta go huntin' for 'em
 Rockin' Polo on the hill with my bitch Lauryn
 Never had to jot on the mud 'cause my bitch scorin'
 And this big chop that I got, it'll rip arms
 At this rate, Jake, you ain't safe, you need State Farms
 You a pussy, boy, why you try to play that hard?
 Up that Glock, make him shh, we had SSR
 First things first, last but not least
 Thought he couldn't get touched but I got reach
 Real lowkey, I ain't tryna be seen
 Tryna stay away from rats 'cause a nigga got cheese
 Shout out my nigga Kony, all you niggas phony
 Bro off a molly, he swear he seen a pony
 Bitch tryna cuddle, I ain't tryna get cozy
 Bust in a bitch, now I'm finna reload it
 Nigga, fuck rap, I'll whip on a promoter
 Turn this bitch up when I'm motherfuckin' sober
 Fell out with some niggas just for actin' like some cobras
 I done did a lot of shit for the culture
 You niggas doin' shit for attention
 Something like these bitches, only competition
 But that ain't my business
 Every day my B-day, and every week Christmas,
 Bitch