I'm in the Yucatan
What up, love?
Say look
Bitch doin' everything it s'posed to do but
Them babies, they 'bout to vomit
They say this shit got a bad taste on it
Shot the text, he wan' hit on the waist
Northside, pullin' up in the H (I'm in there)
Where you at? (I'm here) I'm in the city, this Gates
The body shop, I need to get in your face
Five hundred blocks in the middle, been gettin' ridiculous
Lotta this shit wasn't straight
I dropped a load on my partner, encountered some problems
Receivin' a lotta complaints (For real)
It do what it's s'posed to, it jump out the gym in the kitchen and smokers not liking the taste (Not likin' that)
Droppin' the coupe with vanilla extract in the Pyrex and try not to run 'em away (I got it)
Big homie in Baltimore say that it's boomin', I'm tempted to go back and fuck with the food
Wait on my killas to get outta prison in case these the niggas don't play by the rules
I can remember when I was just wishin'
A 30 cent flipper, we stood on the block
Grabbin' it hard out the bungalow, stains on my underclothes
Safety pin, breakin' the rocks
Surrounded by junkies I keep in my company
Need 'em a wake up, I give 'em a dot
Back with Mike Aniston, kitchen we standin' in
I'm in here practicin' over a pot
Check it out, love
Make sure you shake that box up real good and ain't no clumps in it
'Cause you might be 'bout to take it back where you got it from, ya heard? (They hate to salute when you stand up)
That dude back there on the camera he grabbin' a hunnid
They come off the Yukatan, love
They come off the Yukatan, love
Bitch, you play we gon' come down there and tear Baton Rouge up
1 on a 1 and I'm 2500 a zap
Hit the H with the quinine (Uh)
I spray with the (Shh), and I dry it out
Know how I maneuver, weigh that on the ruler
Pull up with the shooter and try it out
He know I'm that pressure, he nod out
I caught the end of the drought when Obama had won the election
I'm runnin' for president
Plug got a text and went up on a number
But I made more money from fuckin' with medicines
Got me a doctor my white partna' ODed on Oxys
He showed me the ropes with the roxies
Bito and Julio, Young Fly Society
Half of you don't even know how I'm rockin'
We stand on that business, they know we 'bout action
But niggas be taking our name and they draggin' (Fuck them)
Applyin' that pressure, I hit with the 'pressor
A lot of you won't understand it
Then go to talkin' real slick, so the charges don't stick
But I'm in this bitch changin' her Pampers
Four and a half when I mix anotha two on the split
Put the bitch in the jack and restamp it
I'ma just let the bitch sit check the watch when it tick
(Ay, that's 45 minutes!)
Kiss on the bitch, put her back in her panties
I got the dope and they know that I'm swaggin'
I chill on a boat when I go to Miami
I'm in Dubai it ain't funny now
I get em for 26.5, 32 let 'em fly
I might drop em to 29 (Yeah)
Playin with the kid it'll cost you (Ooh)
I might can't move, but the car do
I'm on that money man, had to work out in the gym
At first I was fat now I'm gettin' real slim
I'm slim but I'm trim like a bicycle rim, this bitch on my dick 'cause she know what it is
They hate to salute when you stand up (Why is that?) (Gates)
They hate to salute when you stand up
They come off the Yukatan love
They come off the Yukatan love
They come off the Yukatan love
They hate to salute when you stand up
They hate to salute when you stand up
They hate to salute when you stand up
They come off the Yukatan love
They come off the Yukatan love
They come off the Yukatan love
They come off the Yukatan love
They come off the Yukatan love
They come off the Yukatan love
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