Yeah, nigga, we the pineapple under the sea in this mothaf*cka
Yeah, you already know what the f*ck it is, bitch
Goddamn, ULT, Pro Era shit (f*ck)
Nigga, f*ck you (Goddamn), goddamn
He’s heating up
You bitch

Boy-bo-boy got flow like a aqua duck
If the shit ain’t real, it ain’t ‘Pac enough (Yeah)
Had no money for the meal, now my pockets stuffed
You can’t smoke with the kid, man, you dropped the blunt (Woo)
I got no more tree, no more weed, no PCP (Goddamn)
I don’t take none of that shit, B
LSD (Okay) got my mind on freeze, froze, oh (G-G-G-Good work, Charlie)
Cold in the springtime, Era in the C9
Catch another body, then I recline, uh (Okay)
Under my Levi’s, you don’t wanna see, I
You gon’ die like a tie-dye (Woo)
You don’t wanna beef with the beast, you a feline
Hat to the site, lookin’ like T.I.P.
So hot, make my eyes bleed
God is in my IV (Goddamn), yeah
It’s been a long way from the days in the past, you don’t know me like that (Okay-kay)
Don’t know me for the way that I cope with the pain when everything might crash (Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta)
You ain’t never been in my shoes, lookin’ at the world my side of the glass (Goddamn)
So when you mentionin’ my name, it’s so much for you to say, you don’t know me like that

So here is what you do, get the f*ck up out my face (Get out my face)
I’m off some Gin & Juice, I’ma drown in Alizé (I’m gonna drown)
And you could get the D’USSÉ, you won’t need a band-aid (No f*ckin’)
And you don’t wanna see me on a f*ckin’ bad day (So, so here)
So here is what you do, get the money, f*ck a ho
I bought some Gin & Juice and the mothaf*ckin’ dro
And you could get the D’USSÉ, hit your ass like Figaro

And you don’t wanna see me on a f*ckin’ bad day, no way

Boy-bo-boy got flow like a aqua duck
If the shit ain’t real, it ain’t ‘Pac enough
You mothaf*ckas not real, you imposters, bruh
I wrote your name in a search, you ain’t poppin’ off
Flex hard, feelin’ like Big Poppa Pump
Beast Coast murder every f*ckin’ possé cut (Yeah)
I’ma-I’ma get mine, no pity
If you out of line, then you might die in my city
Ten o’clock show, get inside, not fifty
When this shit start, need a moshpit to [?] dip it (Yeah)
Need to get away, who the f*ck am I kiddin’?
Anywhere but here, couldn’t be where I’m livin’, uh
Open up the pit like your arms up
Lit, no spark plug, I’ma need more love (Yeah)
Guess this is what a stone heart does
I’m a good guy but just wait until I’m charged up
You don’t wanna see me on a bad day
(You don’t wanna see me on a bad day, you don’t wanna see me on a bad day)
You don’t, you don’t wanna see me on a bad day
You don’t wanna see me in a bad way
You don’t wanna test when the fuel’s in the gas tank
Just another clip in the ashtray, fssh
I been over heads like Anne Frank
Gi-gi-gi-gi-give a f*ck what you missin’

So here is what you do, get the f*ck up out my face (Get out my face)
I’m off some Gin & Juice, I’ma drown in Alizé (I’m gonna drown)
And you could get the D’USSÉ, you won’t need a band-aid (No f*ckin’)
And you don’t wanna see me on a f*ckin’ bad day (So, so here)
So here is what you do, get the money, f*ck a ho
I bought some Gin & Juice and the mothaf*ckin’ dro
And you could get the D’USSÉ, hit your ass like Figaro
And you don’t wanna see me on a f*ckin’ bad day, no way