Extinct (Explicit)

Yeah
I'm just sayin' that yeah
I just d**n
Yeah yeah
I take my licks in the storm b***h do me raw
Yeah still f**kin' 'til six in the morn'
Son how I flooded out the wrist to reward
D**n they don't make 'em like this anymore
Don't try to hold that you can't control that
I bought the 'Rari the Tesla
Then I got the throwback
I used to ride it the Honda that was black as Kodak
And I recall it like a picture
That is really that's sick
Big screen lyrics yeah
Sixteen nearin' and
Zay 'fore you leave
Can you f**k me in the mirror yeah
Baby I got too many b***hes not to mention them
Hoes I don't even know they
Names but they be feelin' it tough
They wanna touch me like under covers and anacondas
Before you f**kin' go purchase your Gary Paytons
I'm really not everybody
Sippin' and talkin' bad as yo' daddy
You shouldn't f**k with these n***as
We was the reckless
I f**k my b***h when I'm bored
Rich from the poor
Drunk high stumblin' off the s**ts and record
Smooth n***a even when I miss I'ma score
D**n they don't make 'em like this anymore
Zay I don't agree what you talkin'
I ain't no regular
F**k you think they callin' me
Him I'm a competitor
Levelin' young veteran more lines than editors
S**t why you think we top dawgs
N***as different uh
I been that n***a since
Hov was big pimpin'
Fly n***a ain't no gravity d**n
Say somethin' slick we on
Your line like a family plan
I used to throw up gang signs out my granny new van
Just some young hood n***as with
No guidance like Drake and Chris
My latest s**t make n***as elevate they pen
My new chick always say she ain't no basic b***h
Well tell me why we always argue over basic s**t
That's crazy
2020 we can burn one
I done took way too many Ls and I ain't earned some
No more buyin' bags for b***hes that can't afford one
No more gettin' brain from b***hes that I can't learn from
Look we done went from H to the Izzo
To now a bunch of n***as and b***hes with all gimmicks
Show they a*s more than Lizzo s**t
This s**t screwed up oh
I stayed the same like grenades
When I took my pen out
I used to ride through the six with my boys
Kick in your door
Psychoanalysis I feel like Sigmund Freud
Video vixen she copped her tits from the store said
D**n they don't make 'em like this a
B***h you are doorbell dumb
Lookin' from crumbs in the cracks of
A couch in a mad house
I laugh out loud at s**t I'm mad 'bout
Cash cow or mad cow if I ever cashed out
Backpedals and tackles just turn into the rap route
Mac robbin' n***as with MACs after he maxed out
Called him again minimum chance he get back out
Scope and a lens we was kids with bubble wrap
Oblivious to the fact the candy lady was a trap house
Slidin' through the city I'm like sly and the stones
I got the fam and the blicky if you're eyein' me wrong
Told the cop it ain't the fifties I'll pop this chrome
And I will not be wrong next stop we home
With gin I'm in some p***y
I was knee-deeper than funkadelics
I am legend that explain all
The will that a n***a carry
Talkin' real big wheel like ferris
Top that s**t from the greatest
Newborn babies that s**t newly apparent reason
I take my licks in the storm b***h do me raw
Yeah still f**kin' 'til six in the morn'
Son how I flooded out the wrist to reward
D**n they don't make 'em like this anymore
I f**k my b***h when I'm bored rich from the poor
Drunk high stumblin' off the s**ts and record
Video vixen she copped her tits from the store said
D**n they don't make 'em like this a
Don't wanna hold on to somebody who I cannot trust
Cannot trust cannot trust
You've seen that I have been trying since the very beginning
Then the situation gets a little worse
And I try to forget
And then it gets a little worse and I try to forget
You gon' keep adding people
Soulful
Yeah yeah