510, 213

It don't matter if we from the the bay

Or LA we all thug up and down interstate five

I'm filling my cup to the top with grape vines

My brain keeps on telling me you better

not let anybody catch you in this rap game

Coming down the grape vine screaming who the fuck is you

Tell your bitch i want her two

I know I'm stupid dumb rude

Go and be a doll bring in the next rapper with an attitude

I'm fucking dusting them all off then bite the dust

Another one I saw ones till I had

strippers start gunning in my name this shit is fun

My lyrical content bares weight for

this shit I do way more than get compensated

I'm the most fucking hated cheddar Bob turned to a cheese grater

When I fall from the top into a pussy I Crater lake

Creator of your downfall but wait that is not

all I use your body for smoke homie you is my vape

How many licks will it take to get to the middle of my head

I don't know but inside it I'm sure there is a picture of some bread

Shoot at with lead

Use your head you might have better outcomes

How comes I came from slums slumdog turned to millionaire

How come every person who See's started from the bottom says why come

Fuck you I'm fly huh bye huh