Yukatán

(Yung Lan on the track) I'm in the Yucatan, what up love? Say look Bitch doin' everything it s'posed to do but Them baby's, they 'bout to vomit They say this shit got a bad taste on it Shot the text, he wan' hit on the waist Northside, pullin' up in the h (I'm in that) Where you at? (I'm here) I'm in the city, this gates The body shop, I need to get in your face Five hundred blocks in the middle Been gettin' ridiculous, lotta this shit wasn't straight I dropped a load on my partner and encountered some problems Receivin' a lotta complaints (for real) It do what it's s'posed to It jump out the gym in the kitchen and smokers not liking the taste (not likin' that) Droppin' the coupe with vanilla extract in the Pyrex (I got it) And try not to run 'em away Big homie in Baltimore say that it's boomin' I'm tempted to go back and fuck with the food Wait on my killas to get outta prison in case that these niggas don't play by the rules I can remember when I was just wishin' a thirty cent flipper we stood on the block Grabbin' it hard out the bungalow, stains on my underclothes Safety pin, breakin' the rocks Surrounded by junkies, I keep 'em my company Need 'em, I wake 'em, I give 'em a dot Back on my Aniston, kitchen we standin' in I'm in here practicin' over a pot Check it out, love Make sure you shake that box up real good and ain't no clumps in it 'Cause you might be bout to take it back where you got it from ya herd? (They hate to salute when you stand up) That dude back there on the camera he grabbin' a hunnid They come off the Yukatan love They come off the Yukatan love Bitch you play we gon' come down there and tear Bbaton Rouge up One on a one and I'm twenty-five hundred a zap Hit the h with the quinine I spray with the (shh), and I dry it out Know how I maneuver, weigh that on the ruler Pull up with the shooter and try it out He know I'm that pressure, he nod out I caught the end of the drought when Obama had won the election I'm runnin for president Plug got a text and went up on a number But I made my money from fuckin' with medicines Got me a doctor my white partna' OD on Oxies He showed me the ropes with the rocks Be throwin' julio, young fly society Half of you don't even know how I'm rockin' We stand on that business, they know we bout action But niggas be taking our name and they draggin (fuck them) Applyin' that pressure, I hit with the 'pressor A lot of you won't understand it Then go to talkin' with slick, so the charges don't stick But I'm in this bitch changin' her pampers Pullin' her hair when I mix anotha two on the split Put the bitch in the jack and re-stamp it I'ma just let the bitch sit check the watch when it tick (ay, that's forty-five minutes!) Kiss on the bitch, put her back in her panties (mwah) I got the dope and they know that I'm swaggin' I chill on a boat when I go to Miami I'm in Dubai they funny now I get 'em for twenty-six, five, thirty-two let 'em fly I might drop 'em to twenty-nine, (yeah) Playin with the kid it'll cost you, (ooh) I might can't move but the car do I'm on that money man, had to work out in the gym At first I was fat now I'm gettin' real slim I'm slim but I'm trim like a bicycle rim This bitch on my dick 'cause she know what it is They hate to salute when you stand up (why is that?) (Gates) They hate to salute when you stand up They come off the yukatan love They come off the yukatan love They come off the yukatan love They hate to salute when you stand up They hate to salute when you stand up They hate to salute when you stand up They come off the yukatan love They come off the yukatan love (man this shit been got a bad a taste on it) They come off the yukatan love (that's how it been coming lately, D) They come off the yukatan love (last 'bout three, four months) They come off the yukatan love (this shit been fucked up out here man) They come off the yukatan love (rap niggas talking about fake ass dope prices man) They come off the yukatan love) (they ain't living like that, they ain't cutting like that)