U Aint' My Folks - Andre Nickatina

As I’m gone bitten knittin, it’s too much space

I’m bustin out the seams in your motherfuckin place

Got to dwell, oh well, My DT crew gets wrecked

I live my last days as if my last breath

All you player hatin mother fuckers challenge our balance

Tricks try to get with Lo-Lo regs and scallion

Now can dre my dog make up the DT bitch

So whatcha watch cause we gettin rich

Can i kick it with my lo-dog

Fill my heart you got the blunt i got the boones

For alls yalls so let me break it down like this

And if you ain’t my folks dont ask me for shit

Biyotch!

I runs my flows like carl lewis, you blew it

Tried to step to the scene as though you knew it

And now

I’m zippin through the air waves

My gift of gab was given to me in my younger days

A bye bye to my alarmin

And could you refrain from please squeezin the charmin

Nigga, cause you got none and you get stunned

When i bluckha-bluckha to your motherfuckin dome

Then my crew played the Glock Glock Glock

So let me bust this shit without the hassle, non stop

Smokin fools like a mother fuckin blunt dre gave me

And all you niggas talkin bout save me

Chumpin

Say a ho oh no

You fuckin wit that DT L-O L-O

You should know that Lo-Lo when im felon

Im wellin in my heart i’d obey with my nigga dre

Biyotch

(Verse 2: Andre Nikatina)

Is that how you’re comin, well um

This is your boy dre

You boy comin like this

Nigga you worser than being a gay son

Im a pimp you better roll a 20 sack and dont think you can skimp

So if you got a glass jaw yous a caterpillar

So im a kick fucks like d treating niggas motherfucka

You dirty like the New York subway

T-run you little cunt you be good as me one day Not

I respect you like a racist white cop

So check the plastic Glock thats dropped in my sock

Cause feelin like the soul train

You knock me off the track

Terminator couldn’t sing it better I’ll be back

Fuck that

I dont forget and will not forgive

And dont give a fuck if you die your alive

As i laugh and stretch your neck like an african giraffe

Like a do-do a sexy ho, im all up in your ass

Then its actual im always in jeans lookin casual

Fuck being nationwide fool im international

Like anywhere i fits in and niggas i been blessed

Cause where i gets in i fits like a sun dress

On a 21 year old butterscotch if i have to freaknic

Da pussy’ll have to fluff em up wantin me to freak this

Table, this hippo, Lo-Lo get the boones

And we’re going to fuck every pussy hole in the room

They ain’t my folks

Creamin in their motherfuckin face

Im on the under well just have NIO

But i like west grand

An indo joint burns in my hand

You should have left before i thought, you had your chance

You think the shit got squashed cause the shit got old

Now your from the state necked knocked out cold

Motherfucka

Ain’t my folks, ain’t my folks either

Nigga you need to stop bringin all those blunts in front of squeeze sometimes

Motherfucka