Hop Out Cho Feelins

Yeah
Know what I'm sayin'?
I just smoking and chilling
Real Westside shit, Compton nigga, you already know what I'm talking 'bout

Mm, ay, yeah
Pull up with a thang or two, yeah
You know what I came to do, uh
Slide down the avenue
Yeah, did what I had to do
Oh, infinite flavors, yeah, pick your favorite
Yeah, keep shit player
Ooh, thinkin' 'bout running for mayor, yeah

Lookin' at the Lakers, as-salam-alaykum
Wa alaykum salaam, why, thank you
We're the realest niggas alive
Hi hater, bye hater, bye hater
Bye Felicia, not today, not tomorrow either
Shit, look though

It's a lot of vacant houses, whole city like a toddler
Make the block look snaggletooth
Auntie in the Congress, no, Danny is the projects
Know I'm sayin', Lucy Liu
Tryna kill bills off, a dollar meal really will fix your whole attitude
Been rapping 'bout the real since a lil' nigga
Nigga, imagine if I had a booth

I was only nine years old when I found my soul
'Cause had me in the booth, booger nose
First shit I ever wrote, shorty blood, had the whole block posted
Everybody tweaking off the vocals
Antisocial, I'm posted I'm like Roddy
I can't cope, I don't know, could be anxiety
First line was about my nigga, Suge
Just heard that he died on the last Friday
And I'm fucked up

Hop out cho feelings, uh, hop out them feelings
Come hop off the ceiling
Come, I want you to get high with me (get high)
Come slide with me (come slide)
Oh, I got a feelin', get it crackin' like acrylic
In the backyard chillin' wit cha
I want you to get high with me (high)
Come slide with me (slide)

I just want a buttercream Bimmer with an R&B diva
Slide straight to the Pelican
Lil' freaky, lil' thick thang keep a nigga bussin'
Got her fucking up her knee like she signed to Adidas
Ever since a young nigga, I've been a leader
Always sat down on the pledge of allegiance
Badass kid to the public but to me, I'm like, fuck it, one day motherfuckers gon' see it

Just took the kush out the ziplock watching Love & Hip Hop
Meanwhile, a few channels down the block, they getting rocked by the punk ass cops
I can't believe what I seen with my eyes
So nowadays
I'm like, "Fuck it, I'ma look to the sky and manifest anything I need"
Any pussy, any weed, any plug on a power trip
Fuck a plug when the whole team the power strip

No love to these niggas tryna politic
Got my guys already, got my queen already
How I sound already, how my songs already, got a master?
How these niggas ain't on already, I'm good
Take it day by day
Pussy, weed, my vices' money in my safe
Cash going up as I elevate
I was down bad, now I'm hella straight

Hop out cho feelings, uh, hop out them feelings
Come hop off the ceiling
Come, I want you to get high with me (get high)
Come slide with me (come slide)
Oh, I got a feelin', get it crackin' like acrylic
In the backyard chillin' with cha
I want you to get high with me (high)
Come slide with me (slide)

You said you don't smoke
You said you don't smoke, but you were gon' try with me
Don't you dare get paranoid, girl, I'm hot on asteroid
Plus, I keep that .9 on me (don't try, doo-doo-doo-doo)

Shit
Niggas puttin' fades on the beat and I ain't done, you feel
A'ight bro, let this bitch ride for like a minute
My nigga Kal my country cousin
Northside Saint Louis shit, all the way down in Dallas, that's how we doin' shit, you feel
And on my mama, my mama told me I'm that nigga, so fuck what y'all say
Nigga came a long motherfucking way
Castro Drive, you feel me

Bermuda Road, all that shit, Northside Saint Louis
Right there off 75th
Shit, I made like 70k off the festival
You know what I'm saying?
So every time I see the number 70, I just feel blessed, you feel me
I might even get a-