Prodigy Of The Big Orange Lyrics

I'm rolling up and bitches trying to get my cell

The party over and I'm tired of that smell

The after party next door and you can tell

The beat is Arco but we posted at a Shell

The party turnt so I am glad I took work off

Turned it to a takeover when they burnt off

Helicopter and the cops the party turned off then told my nigga Akay hop in and then we skrrt off

Niggas blocking up the road just like a stoplight (bitch move!)

The helicopter got the charger in the spotlight (fuck!)

If they catch me then it's finna be a long night

But I lost them niggas through the traffic and made one right

I try to serve some niggas some pack but they ain't buy nothing (weird nigga)

This nigga got the blower tucked he trying to hide something (nigga what!?)

I look the nigga in his eye like nigga try something

Parking lot pimping with no blower they ain't try nothing

If I ain't hit that road would I have been a Laker?

Almost crashed the whip while I was counting paper

But I know I'll never bap my whip I had to keep it player

And you know I'll still come bummy fit and I be dripping flavor

She freaky and seducing me with lust, but I don't trust

"Don't fuck the bitch I heard her pussy whack" but did you ever fuck?

It's that underarm up in my blunt, sticky icky must

Big Tahmond I got more golden bars than a brinks truck

Raspy nasty hoes be moving ticky-tacky

Squarebob bitches probably flipping krabby patties

Audi, Charger, next whip gone be a caddy

Is it braids or fro or should I rock the hair nappy?

Either way I'm dripping harder than your daddy

Either way I need my bread so make it snappy

Either way I'll make you run like Scoob and Shaggy

And if you ever got a problem with Tahmond then get at me

Roll a lucky seven, baptized at eleven

Niggas be saying they wax dank but it ain't live resin

Niggas gone have to pay the fine just for a stu session

I'm like this because I'm me don't do it for impressions

She hit my phone like "you still coming over right?"

High as fuck I then forgot I had a bitch tonight

Clipped my fingernails I got to keep my pussy grippers nice

The way I'm using my fingers she in a paradise

Finna put the diamonds on to show what I'm about

Tank top with the chain on, bitch I'm nigga'd out

You talk a lot, and you suck a lot you got a big mouth

But when we met I knew you was a hoe, I ain't have a doubt

I'm rubbing on her leg 'cause she got thunder thighs

The shit I done with bitches you can't even try (nope, nope)

These niggas playing crazy like they want to die

Keep your friends close and opps closer cause they undermine (real shit)

I had to fill his head with Knott's like we in Anaheim

Ain't talking bout that little hoe I said the other dime

You can't even talk around the women you a pantomime

And you niggas still couldn't get no bitches in the summertime

Keep it player with women ain't doing explanations

Keep brief with these niggas I got some aspirations

Keep it quiet with police even with allegations

Always keep it real with the homie just like my nigga Chasen

I know some grimy niggas opportunistic

But they still respect Tahmond because I don't give it

Certain niggas I be fucking with but still can't do business

Cause as soon as it's some pape up on the floor they get to bullshitting, Nigga you a stool pigeon, Slapped up in your shit right with a full mitten

Waiting for a nigga playing crazy get my tool kicking

The way that I be gassing on the beat I need a blue ribbon

Curved a hoe that want to fuck so bad I said you too with it

Fucked a hoe that's freakier than me I said you too in it

She told me if I'm giving up my D then Ima go missing

Lil mama why you tripping I was on a mission

I spent all night just for the bag trying to get chicken

These bums be talking out they ass you should start living

Flip the pack like Breaking Bad all on Thanksgiving

Thought he was gone be on ten like a father do

But he looked in me my eyes and tried to talk it through

He told me he if see me again, he gone call the troops

I just hopped out a two story from your daughter room

Its Daddy Save The Day, but he was too late

Sneak in, knock her doonies down and make her Harlem Shake

Finna feed the hoe the snake, ain't no dinner date

And she cooking me some food, ain't make you one plate

She gone drop that dun-dun-dun, like some sponge cake

But I cannot get her off my phone nigga for Pete's sake

Tryna cash out and be on like a sweepstake

Chasing after check I need my chili, chicken, cheesecake

Are you gone step when there is no one trying to go with you?

Talking like you with it 'round the homies I'm exposing you

Seen that you then switched up on a nigga now I'm scolding you

I just sent some pussy to your crib and she's unclothing you

Checking round your house to make sure you ain't have no pole with you

Told her that we ready at the door just need the go from you

Once she give the green light then it's go and now we blowing through

When I pressed your issue you cut off locations

But when I called your fade, told me you was waiting

Make the shit make sense, stand behind your statements

Nigga add it up, you ain't on nathan

They try to beef with us like they be big ganging

But the shit that I know will have the choir sanging

They talk behind each other's back and need some rearranging

The other side then taught me shit that it was life changing Danger, racing like the cops chasing

I'm finna gas right through the pocket like I'm Walter Peyton

Ring road, sports mode got the Audi painted

And if you ever had that sauce well then you know I gave it, nigga

Hung up on a hoe for money plots 'cause I was interested

Asking me what bitches on my phone and I just skipped the question

Dropped her off then called the other back and said it disconnected

If I ever brought a rubber to you should feel disrespected

Everytime I tell you 'bout my life you'll probably learn a lesson

Nigga hating on me in a marriage so I'm finna wreck it

Double digits on the scoreboard so tell a nigga check it

Gassing in the crib and in a car and in a stu session

Gassing on a beat and on a bitch because it's too easy

Diamonds on my neck and ear is wet I'm dripping too greasy

Never understood a female mind they like a new species

Rather put my mind upon my money pockets too cheesy

Freshman year I'm on a nigga hoe like I'm the fun rookie

I wouldn't call it taking niggas bitches if they come to me

Saw that you was vibing with your bitch she wore my one hoodie

You know that Ima keep it on the low just like I'm Ace Boogie

Peeped that I was mad and topped me off and I'm like oh goody

She told me that she didn't trim the bush I'm about to play hooky

Never really trip over no twat I'm 'bout to roll cookie

Smoking while I'm peeling out the lot they be like oh looky