LYRIC

Fame be like, like when you rich and famous and shit
They think you s’posed to act a certain way
I’m a little lit on the tour bus, so I’ma act a certain way

Mike Holland, we recordin’?
Whoa, that my man? Ayy

Who got the juice like me?
Who got the juice like, who got the juice like (Bobby)
I’m finna give her the D
End of the night, she gon’ be screamin’, be screamin’ (Bobby)
Who sell out arenas? Who spit it the meanest?
Who’s biracial only in his p*nis? (Bobby)
My shit the cleanest, I’m a F*ckin’ genius
Self-proclaimed, but they know the name (Bobby)
Who got the juice like me?
Who got the juice like, who got the juice like (Bobby)
I’m finna give her the D
End of the night, she gon’ be screamin’, be screamin’ (Bobby)
Who sell out arenas? Who spit it the meanest?
Who’s biracial only in his p*nis? (Bobby)

My shit the cleanest, I’m a F*ckin’ genius

Self-proclaimed, but they know the name (Bobby)

I guess when you make it this big
People assume your head this big (Bobby)
Start takin’ shots, yeah, they pour the drink
In person, they blow smoke like a cig
Shorty gon’ pass me the head ’til I nut
I am so rich that I don’t give a F*ck
Me and my homies, we smoke in the cut
Momberg, like what?
I just performed for like fifteen thousand
I leave these women arousin’
All the p**sy in the club make a tidal wave
Come on, now, Bobby boy, behave
Black and white, you ain’t half of the nigga I am
You just mad you ain’t as big as I am
Real MC, your shit Sam-I-Am
Been a while, can I get a “God damn”?
I am the best in my field like a slave
Who said F*ck emancipation, burned the plantation
Facing death, and then put the master in his grave
Why? ‘Cause black is beautiful

Snappin’ so hard, I might snap a cuticle
Fifty million in the bank, know my circle like a tank

Think you can get in, you can’t

Kiss a bitch hand and she faint
Kiss a bitch hand and she faint

Who got the juice like me?
Who got the juice like, who got the juice like (Bobby)
I’m finna give her the D
End of the night, she gon’ be screamin’, be screamin’ (Bobby)
Who sell out arenas? Who spit it the meanest?
Who’s biracial only in his p*nis? (Bobby)
My shit the cleanest, I’m a F*ckin’ genius
Self-proclaimed, but they know the name (Bobby)

Who got the juice like me?
Who got the juice like, who got the juice like (Bobby)
I’m finna give her the D

End of the night, she gon’ be screamin’, be screamin’ (Bobby)
Who sell out arenas? Who spit it the meanest?

Who’s biracial only in his p*nis? (Bobby)
My shit the cleanest, I’m a F*ckin’ genius
Self-proclaimed, but they know the name (Bobby)

Man, you know, he don’t F*ck with nobody
You know why?
‘Cause all y’all niggas is talkin’ a bunch of bullshit
And you know, you can’t back up what ya say
Because your mouth say one thing
And your actions show another
Then you can’t back it up
So what the F*ck you gon’ do?
This is Logic’s dad, this is Bobby Smokey Hall
And he came out my balls (Bobby)

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