Wake Up Call

Rang rang motherfucker (Ha ha ha) Wake yo' bitch ass up Who sleeping on you Shidd, nobody now That sunshine and meditation It just raised my vibration Off the dome, I don't even need a hook And these rap bitches hoes I'm fina murder these bitches eyes closed I don't even need to look And I'm that rapper they can't fuck wit Cuz when I'm in that field I truck shit I don't even need to juke I heard the streets say they hungry for Dondada Hit the yo like fuck it turn me up I need to cook Glued to the throne bitch I'll never stand again Every time I drop I have these rap bitches panicking Body these bitches watch me turn em' to a mannequin How is you a boss and you ain't gettin' ya own paper But you getting ass shots, you gone die up on that table Them fillers in yo ass really been outdated Just get a BBL so ya ass can stop deflating From New York to Houston to ATL to Monroe I made the world bounce like it's playing with a jump rope Cappin ass bitch you ain't no boss, you a shrimp Put ha on the song with me and watch I eat ha like gumbo I'm tired of these lil rappers they lil songs got me yawning When I come out, they run inside like it's storming Dada Gang army, cover me I'm going in Shitting on these bitches, mammy should've named you Charmin Shout out to yo nigga He still on my jock bitch Shout out to my hittas They still on the block bitch Shout out to my haters too, I'm still on the top bitch My temper like a bubble, better chill before it pop bitch Pink salt and evil eyes, bitch I'm with that mafia I ain't wanna be her friend, so that bitch copied us Real souls never die go tell her she can't box me up The way that I be killing shit, the judge need to lock me up I went global with no feature bitch I'm really yea I'm not local she can have it What the fuck is that Bitch I'm from LP, you don't wanna start problems I got my hood up like I'm having car problems Rappers tryna target us Like they wanna war with us Choppas in the car with us That four five ain't large enough Dead Flow, yo bars low You should've left it charging up Give that bitch some Viagra, she ain't going hard enough I ain't never rapped about no shit I never seen before Yall call it catching bodies, I call it a quickie though Oh that's when my shooters hit and go Only thang yo shooters ever shot was a video Yall know how I come I just like to play dumb College education Sike bitch I'm straight dumb I'll still put my hood on like Trayvon And stab me a rap bitch up like Jason It's history in the making, anticipating and waiting To give the streets what I'm baking It's almost dinner time Back to the basics, I'm pacing when we be racing They hate me cuz I can walk and still beat em' to the finish line I want the green and last night I had a dream That I was famous front page of the magazine I set the streets on fire like gasoline Just so my label can shine like Vaseline I tried to make peace, Let me change motherfucker Half spiritual but still half insane motherfucker This a wake up call, rang rang motherfucker Throwin' shots at these bitches bang bang motherfucker (Yeah) and this a message to the fat hoe Ion want ya husband he got curved like a pretzel You keep throwing shots bitch I try to let you make it See now I'm on yo top you gone hate you ever hated Tryna rush and blow up, you gone wish you would've waited How the fuck we beefing and I got you motivated (huh) You want me dead? Bitch I'm outside in broad day You tried to give me head, I turned you down bitch you faking gay Touch me and Ima let it rip like the runway Have a bitch shitting in a bag for a year straight But Ion like to beef with bitches who ain't bout no gunplay Cuz me I'm tryna send a bitch straight to E.A. Conway Five plus three equals ten, the dumb way These bitches weak like Monday through Sunday I ain't hard to find, yo nigga mouth, that's where I'm at I was doing the 69 with em' tryna get my twat wet He told me bust it open now I gotta make it dissect His dick was in my stomach now I gotta let it digest Three hunnid entertainment on my line, where my check at They said they want me on they wall right next to Megan But Ion want no Grammy cuz to me that's un-important What's important is supporting my supporters who support me These bitches started hating when I started selling stories I'm the motherfucking truth, bitch how I be telling stories They think I'm pussy cuz I keep making the right choices Real bosses don't beef, why the fuck did you force it But one day all my sisters gone be pulling up in Porsches And the world gone stand in line and buy my album like them Jordans (Ha Ha Haaaa) (Shots fired sound) Don Dada