BabyTron - Amazin’ lyrics

Ayy, ayy (It's Primo Beats, bitch)
Ayy, ShittyBoyz

When I mask up, I'm a villain, not a hero
BOA loose,  I done hit it with some zeros
Had a dub in school
You was chilling with the weird hoes
Getting bullied and you still broke
I could pull up big 'Cat and
Leave a big scratch
All I hear is big cap, you need a big hat
You ain't never switch 'Cats and
Took a trip back threw the braids in
Bitch thought that I was Riff Raff
Like I don't ever think I'll make
A song for the hoes
Punch your bitch a lil' thong and
Made her throw it on
Aaron Rodgers, I'm a cheesehead
Packing provolone i know you see the bangs
Up the chop and I'ma blow his 'fro
I done took so many sips from this cup
I almost fell in
That ain't make sense, ask the stripper
"Can you spell 'tripping'?"
On, smoke Gelato so I smell different
Get yo cousin out the fucking
Trap or my tail's missing
Lungs full of Blue Guava up the five on her
She was asking if I knew Sada
'014, I was tripping in them blue Pradas
Nut stain on 'em
Yo bitch head is a true problem
Should've took him to the shoe doctor
Trash-ass bitch want some green
Like she knew Oscar
Yeah, this some new lobster
Dawg on tip, we just laughing
Don't know who popped her
Swear to God, on God
Don't know who popped her
Sleeve Nash activated, yeah, make her on it
Unky got that, he put a two on it
Looking at the field
So many touchdowns been threw on it
I just made a eight in a five
I feel like Ochocinco new jack city
What? Best believe I'm blowing in it
I could aim in a thousand yards, boy
This scope so lethal bitch, I'm balling
I remember when I used to roam the bleachers
I been had thrust like I
Could've fucked my art teacher big up-up
I been fucking up them card readers
BAPE zip with the chop
Ever had a shark greet you?
You gon' act tough till
That fucking heartbeat leave
223s, we'll give his ass a flatline
Four after four after four, bitch
It's nap time
Road, hit the road, hit the road, bitch
It's jack time
If she bending over, break her rim, yeah
It's Shaq time looking in the mirror
I remember when they played it crazy
I'ma make this dick touch yo
Ribs, I ain't playing, baby
Really don't know if the plastic
Or the paper made it
Exotic pop with the, this shit taste amazing