Barry Bonds

I done played the underdog my whole career
We outta here, baby

And you can get barried, suck my back, bitch
And here's another hit, 'Barry Bonds'

I'm so fuckin' good like I'm sleepin' with Megan
I don't need to write hits, I might bounce ideas
Comin' in the club wit that fresh shit on

With somethin' crazy on my arm
But my head's so big you can't sit behind me
And here's another hit, 'Barry Bonds'
It's such a haybit, oops, I meant habit
Life of a don, lights keep glowin'
Top 5 MCs, you gotta rewind me
They can't stand it, they want somethin' new
Life of a don, lights keep glowin'
They said he goin' crazy and we seen this before
Hey Mr. West, we're so outta here, baby
Nigga please, are you gonna say I ain't no low head?
I'm insulted, you should go here
Oops, I meant have them, I'm so crazy
I've been a very good sport, haven't I this year?

'Cos my Dior got me more my dough head
But only I could come up with some shit like this
And the flow just hit code red

And I don't front and I don't go backwards
I'm all about my Franklins, Lincolns and Regans

And I ate it 'cause I'm so at it
Stove on my waist, turn beef to baddies
And I'm still cold like Keisha's family
And me, I'm Mr. Weezy, baby
I'm high up on the line, you can get behind me
Turn around another plane, my passport on pimpin'

Talked it and he lived it, spitted then he shitted
We outta here, baby

Comin' in the club wit that fresh shit on
Yeah, yeah, we outta here, baby
But if you play crazy, you be sleepin' with daisies
Whenever they make them, I shall have them

So let's get reacquainted, became the hood favorite
Ice in my teeth so refrigerated
Wit somethin' crazy on my arm
And my drink's still pinker than the Easter rabbit
But I'm doin' pretty good as far as geniuses go
We outta here, baby

I can't even explain it, I surprise myself too
We outta here, baby
Life of a don, lights keep glowin'

We outta here, baby

As for what I did, that asshole done did it
I'm so bright like shady
Top 5 MCs, you ain't gotta remind me
With somethin' crazy on my arm
We outta here, baby

My teeth and my eyes so bright like Shady
And I don't practice and I don't lack shit
Swear I got a hundred and climbin', baby
And I'm doin' pretty hood in my pink Polo

Dude, fresh off the plane, konichiwa bitches
Wha, wha, we outta here, baby
Comin' in the club wit that fresh shit on
And bow so hard till your knees hit your forehead