No Rentals

Huh, huh, YCOE (Ayy, Darixn)
Huh, damn, damn, damn (Four3va)
Uh, goddamn Come on
Man, I feel like Uncle Ruckus, swear I hate all of these niggas
This ho greener than an apple on a tree, let all us hit her (I know you remember)
We was on the backstreet, three deep, almost flipped
I know one nigga that used to dance, can't dance no more, he crippled
He on the 'Gram talkin' 'bout, "Who send them shots?" Lil' boy, you know who sent 'em
These hoes all over Lil Rae, I feel like Malcolm in the middle
Ain't graduate from [?], graduated from Bunche Middle
Come through in hogs and we can wreck these bitches, these are not no rentals (Skrrt)