Yo, yo, yo This your man Da 5'9" This your Crooked I Man, off Joe Beezy It's Joell
[Hook: Joell Ya'll ready, ready, y'all ready know, Slaughterhouse
[Verse 1: Joell Little get your weight up fuck y'all, pay up My bars just as slick as my and both stay up Nicer than me, say Wait up, straight up I finish right off the bat like a layup I seen a lot of come, I a lot of go But y'all where I'm from, B-R double O You know the rest pimpin', yeah, I was different come pops with the NY bop, you know, the leg limpin' My ice mug frozen till it's Grimy nigga, might wanna onto your bitch I got a way with women, I faithfully with women Let 'em suck on this bottle and pray I throw a baby in 'em I might just 'em a gold fronts up a cup of E & J and light up a dro blunt I was never soft, never saw me when they lettin' off had to retaliate cause I set it off
[Verse 2: Da 5'9] Ya'll know my name, bitch, never up my language I'm just a rich nigga a city that's bankrupt First we oath Then I'm pulling turquoise strings in my Lebron corks In and Caicos I came from wicked chair fame short sets I learned that money can't buy But I I'd rather do all my cryin' in the Corvette a dollar, buy a suit Have a child, and 'em follow suit Wavin' that things Make the winter fall, through with everything to lose everything from you know Let him finish his fall in his And pray he land on that minute hand in my Hublot I'm about that Art Of War That Basquiat Picasso a roscoe Using the of a usual thug who was told die slow Your money on me, bet it all, you know set it off
[Verse 3: Joe Let's skip the talk and get right to the wealth Truth is I give a fuck, but it's right to fame, keep the shit I write to myself If what I do is therapeutic, man, the slightest shit Made dust my freshman year it a try, cool, little did I knew Had the wrong of high school Teachers called him a sociopath and a them, only went to class for the cyphers Now I'm gettin' for The same thinking they tried to prescribe for They I needed a wrench, I'm a loose screw Vital, suicidal, said I kill mi amour Wasn't in French, said I'd let it off Never know who or you might get reason they never want me to set it off You now dealing with four niggas that's off All bets off, so nah, you won't be off
[Verse 4: I] Jewish tats arm on my arm like a boss Egyptian art hanging, uh, that's my Kemetic set it off Even got bitches our flag, Betsy Ross Old school Chevy, the is off Decapitated Heavy from the weight of the llama bear arms like a shaven koala How you like a faded neurology student Is when chasin' a dollar So never mind, a clever I'd rather find a grind, forever times Sittin' behind me I'm ahead of mine In era I'm livin' outside of the paradigm I'm comin' outside a pair of dimes Sharon and Share a line then they share a 9 inch, mind I shouldn't even keep going Cause these rappers keep with their teeth showing I set it off