KAREEM ft. Yung Dul Lyrics

(Reverse Evan laugh)

Y'all thought it was over, y'all thought I was done

I was in that Rover, yeah, I whip it just for fun

I'm top two, not two, yeah, I'm the one

I'm a fuckin' daddy, yeah, y'all are my sons

Intro bitch, ha, ha, ha, ha, haha

I pull up too clean, I pull up too fresh

I'm live in the flesh, Big Xshon run the sesh till I'm out my breath

I leave her face a mess

Team on my back, I wear the fuckin' vest

Top of this shit like I got a nest

Thought you was a vet but you coach pet

Rat shit is bad shit, I did not forget

Care too much about that bitch, she failed the test

Shit be so lame, I swear I hear the crickets

Last weed I smoked, I swear that shit was wicked

I ain't worried bout no tickets so I push 180

Remember they used to hate me, used to think I was crazy

Now when they see me, they gotta glaze me

Parade in my city, I ain't talkin' Macy

I do this shit on the daily, run it up like Eddie Lacey

Big Xshon in this bitch, and he call him Tracy

I ain't no bitch, I'm callin' em JB

Call up shooters, and you get deleted

Stealin' the money, I make em' seasick

Y'all some goofies, it's comedic

Run the game, it's strategic

Hustle, break your leg, but it's not orthopedic

Hustle to the fuckin' top, and I swear the view is scenic (huh, huh, huh)

I swear it's fuckin' scenic

She suckin' on my penis

Like I'm Gilbert Arenas

I'm the ring and I hit like Ali

Don't got no pardon, I ain't Dolly

Whip is all red, it look like hot tamali

She on my dick and she ride like trolley

I'm a dog, hit her raw like a border collie

Always stay strapped in this bitch, you can't rob me

Back in Cent days, dropped Sloppy Toppy

Y'all be dick ridin', Kawasaki

All about my chicken, talkin' bout teriyaki

I can not kick it with a Maserati

Pull up, I skrt off like I'm Ricky Bobby

Zombie off the lean, I be feelin' groggy

We cannot fuck unless it's doggy

Team death match, I catch a body