[B.o.B] You know who it is without a doubt or If money I got my masters in communication But you can't a conversation Probably find me something good you can call that smoking aces Compliment the chef in the lab making Ain't a thing but the number on the statement NBA resume, ballin's my so loud I can't hear what was you saying Bass go so low the freaks in the backseat Get a thrill off the alpine when it vibrate they ass I'm Bobby Ray baby an all American I run and and jump and like a track meet Yeah that to do it Give it Carl Lewis I got the magic baby call me Lucas I'm so prolific but my flow's so These niggas making moves my niggas making wait
Tre] I'm wild like a night like a baby wipe Y'all just a momma's boy sleeping with a baby My ex say I'm a cause my mind frame cocky Up in Beninhan', drunk, drinking all the right I want a double fried rice I'm getting I put my dick up in your face Your face'll like Stewies head Girls me Tre day I'm for pay day My squad's got more poppin' niggas than the AA Liquor and foolish as Will Ferrell But I ain't got a step brother, I f-ck your step I cause I like it bitch hoe mutherf-cker You mad I'm balling, life is a mutherfcker Your son is a leprichaun so live life a little New dropping soon "Patron & Instrumental" It's tre, my flow won't til I say it ends
[B.o.B] on my arm, 3 stripes on my sneakers
Don't roll with p-ssy niggas, we call vajeenas That's why your girl choosing dawg, I never meet her I tap her on the head and tell her you know the You just mad with no bitch cause I'm chilling with bitch She out your mixtape but she knows my whole disc My flow's sick, I'm a poet, Edgar Allen Poe Haters be getting defensive like 4th and show blitz But I punt it, I run it for a hundred Ever since I was a 'un, been hungry as Paul Bunyon I'm the shit so fix the I'ma beast and the you And if this what you call hip-hop it must be bungee jumping I'm on hydroponic some of you call that chronic Hennessey in my vomit cause the night before Lil C got that bumping so you can hear me coming And my name's Bobby Ray, Eastside of the A just in case anyone was wondering
[Meek Oohh I'm a beast All my haters in peace I make a hundred on the and go hard the rest of week Pray on niggas a Sunday See your artist a feast I got like 30 in the chalk I let you p-ssies a piece It was me and old melly? in the Bout to scoop these bitches cause they say they past Swagger on the finish, I I'm Andretti I push it to the limit get 'em haters gassed a minute I'm a menace Shout out to the Jacket boy like a flag before the finish? I'm getting started and niggas at they end And errbody say I'm hot but I've been hot from the I be a bitch that looks like Kim Kardashian She aint on niggas not by purpose but by accident Big ?, you relaxing And the main reason I'm passing em like Michael Vick Im faster than yo quarter I bring order back Aint with that weed, like where that water at Like where purps nigga order that Caught a couple cases, went to jail but I aint going