XLR8

Niggas sneak dissin'

I'm like, "Oh my god"

You should get a job

In between a rock and a hard place

I been there before, I swear it'll be okay

So many bad hoes, and they all know my name

So many bags, I gotta sit back, I gotta think

I'll put the fam in the crib of their dreams before a Cuban link

Sometimes I get sad, I watch the rain as it accumulates

When I get me an Omnitrix, I might turn to XLR8

Then I'll get me a Daytona and really accelerate