ay, yuh, step in this bitch fuck all this shit i'm the realest there is ay, yuh, that's just the truth we gotta go get it ain't got time to lose bitches they trippin' i got all the juice sleepin' on me cause yo ass hit the snooze you lit the fuze so i'm comin' in hot a god in yo presence i'm not one to stop all of these haters they all on my jock you talking that shit we gon' meet at the spot don't give a fuck just in case you forgot plan to go big puttin' mom on a yacht yea, all you bitches ain't the truth to be honest mofucka it's the kids from the garage, BITCH! it's safe to say, mothafucka we on, now we on and i knew, it wouldn't be long, be long cause you said, i wouldn't belong, belong and i ain't takin no moe shit from you mothafucka we on we on it's so hard but who gives a damn about me and now it's all by myself don't call me just leave me alone but don't say goodbye, say goodbye ay, yuh, leave you behind, leavin' yo ass like the house in seaside no, bitch, i don' say nothin' you talkin that shit but i bet you be bluffin no one doin' what we do, no one takin' shots that we threw and the thrones mine, got my eyes on it won't stop even if it's see-through, fuck no bitch, click-clack, watch yo bitch back too cheesy, need some fuckin mac make yo life end, like a heart attack i chill with giants you can call me jack, bitch uh all you bitches ain't the truth to be honest mothafucka it's the kids from the garage BITCH! it's safe to say, mothafucka we on, now we on and i knew, it wouldn't be long, be long cause you said, i wouldn't belong, belong and i ain't takin no moe shit from you mothafucka we on we on *solo + screaming*

ay, ay, talkin' that shit! ay, ay, you is a bitch! ay, ay, suck my dick ay, ay, bitch i'm so sick like YUH ay, hol' up why you talkin' tough? pull up to yo squad and we know that you gon' run if you talkin' shit, you better watch yo fuckin' back cause if i fuckin' find you that's the end that's a wrap, like, mothafuckas sneak diss like i ain't heard no words you speak bitch ya'll each shit i know whats up smoke a blunt or fill up a cup bitch tough talk from a fuckin' goof it's me versus you we know who finna lose you ain't do shit but talk itself bitch watch ya health make you flatline i cut up the game like halftime boy no demarco but it's mac time like braK brACK yo shit wack you not the hardest you can tell yourself you a fuckin' artist but you not one, best not run cause we after you you know why bitch we have to you talked the shit so this is past due, like ay, ay, talkin' that shit! ay, ay, you is a bitch! ay, ay, suck my dick ay, ay, bitch i'm so sick like YUH bitch i'm so sick! bitch i'm so sick bitch i'm so sick, sick as a bitch, sick as a bitch, shit big dick, bitch i'm sick bitch i'm sick, sick, sick, AY it's been a year point five but you still dont fuck with me don't fuck with ollie still ain't a sorry i've apologized for what i didn't do you actin' like you in middle school should i tell the teacher should i grab the heater cause you talkin' shit like a lil' fool i mean we could just be friends yea, like we were but dog, you not bein yoself cause all i get backs a purr i mean these terms need cleanin, words deletin' off the nice notes i wrote about you but i'm doin' fine now that i'm without you but if you wanna talk im down to AY, YUH, HOL' UP BITCH thinkin' im stupid i glowed up bitch and i'm rockin, i'm sockin, i'm knockin' all of these niggas out for you it really goin' south hol' up, pull it up and bring it out for me it bout, no fuckin clout and i keep it real boy i keep it lit stay one hunred cause bitch i'm so sick, like...

yuh, ay, yuh, ay, yuh, ay bitch! we don' play no games round here, wha? fuckin' with my homies and i clear, yuh this shit bumpin' right up in yo ear, ay we don' play no games 'round here boy what ya do? we just havin' fun we act a fool ay, yuh don't come around if you fuck wit' us we gon' make you frown ay, yuh gon' make it lit got no time for a stupid bitch, hell naw do what ya do i spit that fire bet you already knew, ay yuh when we get you boy there ain't go be no respawn me the only reason you and yo bit' split apart if you throw shots at the homies imma rip out yo heart cause i'm the best avenger boy they call me tony stark bitch it's young ollie loko he be hobo always be on the streets makin' quality heat i'm on the gogo on the low-low choppa make you fuckin' freeze like a photo momma said to me boy please don't be on the streets past nocho but it my second home bitch i reckon' so ain't no teacher but here's a lesson hoe don't ever, ever, fuck wit' us approach us with a pleasant tone or we limitin' yo life span once again i'm iron man bitch we in the kitchen we might smack you with a frying pan yuh we doin' drive-by's on a bicycle no need to ride my dick cause i'm yo idol hadda put a fuckin' end to my rivals but, bitch don't blame me, boy blame the life cycle ay yes i am the captain yall shoot you with a cannon ball wish you'd shut the fuck up lemme get the seven dragon balls seven dragon balls we boarded up some cabin walls if you talkin down we go spray and you finna fall i don' do nothin unless i'm payed in advance pull up in my new whip hater and yes razor the brand, SKRT lemme give you a hand all these niggas man they hate on my clan all you stupid bitches come get yo mans, yuh yea we don' play no games round here, wha? fuckin' with my homies and i clear, yuh this shit bumpin' right up in yo ear, ay we don' play no games 'round here

bitch it's nap time, ay bitch it's nap time, yuh when we pull up to yo crib bitch it's nap time, yuh she wanna nap time, yuh bitch it's nap time bitch it's nap time bitch it's nap time, yuh bitch it's nap time not no snack time when we pull up to crib bitch it's grAT time fuck a halftime fuck a bad rhyme yea my girl be in my mouth just like an enzyme is this a bad time? did i commit a crime? it be sour in her mouth just like a fuckin' lime imma take my time with my fuckin' slime i be ballin' like im jordan playin' in his prime GOD DAM nap time nap time bitch i'm finna have mine act like imma let this shit pass by hoes all think that they all mrs. ass fine ya'll smokin' bowls talkin' shit to jus pass time don't fuck with you only with myself addicted to flexin'they say i need help yo mom tuck my seatbelt i ask her for email i stomp a bitch till' my mothafuckin' knees swell, ay nap time bitch it's nap time if you act up boy its SMACK TIME i don't HAVE TIME bitch i BEEN GRIND yall stupid muthafuckas try MY MIND you get FLATLINED you get KO'D when i up this heat i give you a facehole bitch an a-hole so i hadda do it muthafuckas got me twisted call me lil' rubix bitch it's nap time, ay bitch it's nap time, yuh when we pull up to yo crib bitch it's nap time, yuh she wanna nap time, yuh bitch it's nap time bitch it's nap time bitch it's nap time, yuh go to sleep bitch nap time, bWRA, BERWA chase, gimme the choppa, mothafucka! yea, nap time mothafucka!

pull up with yo bitch like uh talkin' shit we run it up? with the squad like everyday bitch we play no fuckin' games bitch i pull up with the squad get to the spot and we mob ain't fuck around with no cops ain't got no 9/5 job don' fuck with me you get clapped boy don't ask me to get on a track pull up with the squad bitch you kno' that don' wanna see us winnin' like we kodak fuck around, don' play around, we gettin' it pull up on yo homies, yea they gettin hit pull up with the squad bitch you kno' that don' wanna see us winnin' like we kodak fuck around, don' play around, we gettin' it pull up on yo homies, yea they gettin hit what it do, whats the news i'm just you, but improved ask me how many real ones in the room get my homie chase than it is two maybe a few more if ya'll had not turned yo back on the crew and that's just true all of ya'll knew there ain't no time for bitches like you who the fuck? who the fuck? who the fuck told you? garage boys be killin' shit boy just like we supposed to who the fuck? who the fuck? who the fuck you think you is? i don't throw hands you get bodied by my fingerprints they ask how we did it we don't play that game in fact we don't play nothin' put that die away i still remember the moon on the brightest days happy meal watch tellin' me there ain't no time to waste bitch! pull up with the squad bitch you kno' that don' wanna see us winnin' like we kodak fuck around, don' play around, we gettin' it pull up on yo homies, yea they gettin hit pull up with yo bitch like uh talkin' shit we run it up? with the squad like everyday bitch we play no fuckin' games

we the kids from the garage, boy we ain't listenin' to no one but us we the kids from the garage, boy don' tell us nothin', nothin' if you ain't us i don't know, i don' know where i gotta go but i know, yea i know that i gotta go home, home i don't know, i don' know where i gotta go but i know, yea i know that i gotta go home, home we the kids from the garage, boy we ain't listenin' to no one but us we the kids from the garage, boy don' tell us nothin', nothin' if you ain't us

it's a bop, pop, lock, i don' need no thot, in the pussy with my crocs shoot it up, with my glock if you talkin' then we walk we ain't flockin' but we rob fuck these niggas fuck the cops, yuh all you niggas got me fucked up thinkin' that i'm playin' all you niggas on porn hub tryna get a nut bitch stop i don' play with these hoes i ain't ugly god fuck outta here with them toes it's a bop, pop, lock, i don' need no thot, in the pussy with my crocs shoot it up, with my glock if you talkin' then we walk we ain't flockin' but we rob fuck these niggas fuck the cops, yuh pockets stupid fat, they need special ed bounty on yo head, leave you extra dead i know what you said, that was not appreciatve silly bitches way too basic they should try and be creative uh the greatest and we stay fly i don't fuck with ya'll bitches like a fuckin' gay guy say i am not the best got the best lines eight shooters plus me that's nine with some tec-9's bye bye sleep time on tracks i kill each time bitch i see the poser in you like you fuckin' eat mimes all the hoes gather 'round lets talk shit it's tea time that boy ran up on me had him ended at least he tried fuck you man, shit *solo*

yea we in the fuckin' kitchen hoe cookin up a storm on these bitches though yea we in the mothafuckin' kitchen hoe cookin up a storm on these bitches though YEA WE IN THE FUCKIN' KITCHEN HOE COOKIN UP A STORM ON THESE BITCHES DOE YEA WE IN THE MOTHAFUCKIN' KITCHEN HOE COOKIN UP A STORM ON THESE BITCHES DOE don' need no vest, jus' an apron mess with the chefs then we ascend to super sayain cookin' in the kitchen or we on yo street, hazin' makin' sure you don' say another word if you was hatin okay bitch we cookin' hard with recipe sauce in hand i'm a god to my enemies eat a snitch that make me sick so tell me what's the remedy we killin' in the kitchen now they thinkin' its a felony yea we whippin' in the mofuckin' kitchen hoe cookin up a storm on these mothafuckin bitches doe call my bobby flay with the heat on the mothafuckin pan hit you with that fire back off you needa fan i be cookin all these niggas call me ramsey when i whip it pippen with the shoes, got the pancake then i flip it no don't do no breakfast we gon' take that hoe to lunch and when i'm gettin' bored i just dip and hit the clutch, like, damn ay yea we whippin' on these niggas, wha? yea we whippin' on these niggas yea we whippin' on these niggas, like wha? ay now watch me whip it ay now watch me whip it ay now watch me flip it now watch me flip it bitch yea we whippin' in the kitchen don' be bitchen when we step up on the scene you better listen listen yo ass bitchin' stomped on his ass had my dam vans stickin' so what you need what's the problem tell me what you're here to get baby you know it's no problem baby you know it's no sweat you can get all you want girl just gotta ask cause we in the fuckin' kitchen and we whippin up the snacks yea we in the fuckin' kitchen hoe cookin up a storm on these bitches though yea we in the mothafuckin' kitchen hoe cookin up a storm on these bitches though now watch me whip it ay now watch me whip it ay now watch me flip it now watch me flip it bitch

bitch don't talk that smack hit you in the back runnin' with yo mouth you be runnin' on the track losin' in yo nature how the fuck you gon' be changed? niggas talkin' shit but it's okay they all be lames boy we cruisin' you losin' we groovin' don't give us excuses! lil bitch, ay boy we cruisin' you losin' we groovin' don't give us excuses bitch, what the fuck you doin? ay! niggas talkin' smack like the tough but they ain't smashin' on these bitches like i'm shaq in the paint run up on me? you get smacked lil hoe don't ask me for no shit cause you know you ain't my bro bitch you better run cause we on yo fuckin' ass always in first place bitch i'm never last you a funny nigga, ha you make me laugh don't be talkin shit boy, yea i'll beat yo ass, ay cruisin' down the street clockin' anyone i find niggas say they wanna chill but then they needa ride only with my homies that's how i feel don't be no fakes all my niggas fuckin' real cruisin' on a bitch straight runnin' yo block i got homies with they magic and they summon the glock have no fun with the thots boy we makin' athletes how they run to the ops, yuh boy you better stop to dash kids from the garage but we also on yo ass i'm the muthafuckin hardest but yo boy is still an artist so i kill the fuckin' scene and draw the chalk around yo carcass lil hoe don't try me, ain't no toy on the shelf fuck ya'll ya boy did it solo with no help boy i'm fuckin' beautiful take me to show and tell imma hakai on you fuckboys sendin' all my foes to hell lil bitch in my own lane we don't fuck with a stupid we don' fuck with excuses we too muthafuckin' ruthless boy we icy make yo bitch hibernate play us in yo livin' room we light yo fuckin' fireplace boy we cruisin' you losin' we groovin' don't give us excuses! lil bitch, ay boy we cruisin' you losin' we groovin' don't give us excuses bitch, what the fuck you doin? ay! niggas talkin' smack like the tough but they ain't smashin' on these bitches like i'm shaq in the paint run up on me? you get smacked lil hoe don't ask me for no shit cause you know you ain't my bro

goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye

this time we won't come back watch what you do who you lookin' at walk in these shoes you can't find the path man when it all ends where where ya'll at? i'm tired of all the talk show me you there when this shit gets dark really all i need are the ones from the start it's the kids that came straight from the garage, AH goodbye, goodbye goodbye, and goodbye fuck out my face i'm ready to go get out my face i'm ready to flow, like goodbye, goodbye goodbye, and goodbye goodbye, goodbye oh, yea and goodbye *screaming* goodbye, lil hoe get the fuck up out my door i don't wanna cry no moe i don' wanna see you no moe goodbye, goodbye lil hoe feelings that i had i have no moe got no tears i got none to show fuck out my face i'm right out the door, like goodbye, goodbye goodbye, and goodbye goodbye, goodbye oh, yea and goodbye *screaming* HIT 'EM COLE *solo*