Socks in AZ

Lyrics

[Intro] Come get your stuff from my house please Please come get your stuff That sock I'm— I'm not throwin' away a motherfuckin' thing, dog, come— That's your favorite sock, why would I do that? Then it'll be some motherfuckin' shit 'Cause you ain't gotta worry about me calling no more I just need you to come get your shit Please come get this sock And I'll tell you one thing If you don't get this motherfuckin' sock, I will bring it to you I don't want you to come up over here I don't just want you to come no motherfuck— Please don't Please don't Ple— But come get your sock Come get— Please come get this sock out my house, I'm tired of lookin' at it Just come get your sock, please If you don't come get this sock, I'm comin' over there I am Nigga, I ain't 'bout to no motherfuckin' cry 'cause I'm gettin' mad 'cause I want you to get your motherfuckin' shit out my house, dog Man, just come get the sock, please (I'm cured) The fuck? Ayy, ha— Have you seen my, uh— Fuck [Chorus] Damn, how the fuck I end up in Arizona? Bought that bitch a scarf 'cause her neck the coldest Yeah, been hit your bitch, you just ain't never know it Yeah, I been sellin' dick all through California Ayy, I sleep with the stick, that's that paranoia Ooh-wee, every day I'm lit, really never sober (Ayy, turnt up) Why you claim that block? Boy, you never on it Two-three give his body shots, Oscar De La Hoya [Verse 1] Pimpin' ain't easy, but your bitch is I cut off the leeches, I got rich friends Nigga think he slick, he gon' get his Big stick, walkin' with that bitch like the Tin Man Rich bitch off the runway, she like 6'10'' Huh, kicked her out the lineup, now she the sixth man Huh, oh my fuckin' God, boy, them SIs Neck way in the water like I'm baptized Ayy, you should beat your jeweler ass next time Nigga, I was squattin', pullin' strings like a tampon Ayy, bottom of the Glock got a Steph on (Thirty) You know I'ma fuckin' pop like your step aunt Still doin' credit card fraud on my spare time Talkin' like a white man, scammin' all the airlines Make one call to get you off, sex line Just want the head with no strings attached, AirPods Ayy, she gon' make me rich, I'm her best investment Look, bitch, you can keep it if you second guessing MAC-11 brought a house down like Mac and Devin Now he eatin' through the tube, DJ Akademiks Bad bitch go both ways, but she ain't ambidextrous Trust, you can do this shit too, just gotta manifest it Why he try me? Damn, I thought he knew I kept it on me Now they tryna read his screen, this ain't karaoke [Chorus] Damn, how the fuck I end up in Arizona? Bought that bitch a scarf 'cause her neck the coldest Yeah, been hit your bitch, you just ain't never know it Yeah, I been sellin' dick all through California Ayy, I sleep with the stick, that's that paranoia Ooh-wee, every day I'm lit, really never sober (Ayy, turnt up) Why you claim that block? Boy, you never on it Two-three give his body shots, Oscar De La Hoya [Verse 2] Yeah, I'm in Scottsdale with my necklace glowing We just threw an opp some flowers, holy matrimony Bad lightskin from Phoenix with that macaroni She won't let you fuck 'cause you the type of lame be braggin' on her I feel like a donkey, niggas pinnin' shit and tellin' on me I do not condone the way you niggas think, it's petty to me Bitches runnin' through the telly, feel like Zack and Cody Post up and paint a nigga like I'm Shaq and Kobe Ayy, toast up and drink, my nigga, God bless the team In the Aston Marton ridin' like Coretta King I make bitches pay for the dick and the travel fees Made a killin' off pills, flexin' for my ecstasy I call shots, blower on me, I'm a referee I keep iron, we the reason all the deaths increase My bitch say I'm cheatin', we was single technically I'm like a mailman, bendin' corners with that check on me [Chorus] Damn, how the fuck I end up in Arizona? Bought that bitch a scarf 'cause her neck the coldest Been hit your bitch, you just ain't never know it I been sellin' dick all through California I sleep with the stick, that's that paranoia Every day I'm lit, really never sober Why you rep that block? Boy, you never on it Give his body shots, Oscar De La Hoya, ayy [Outro] Yeah, woke up with my socks off in Arizona, ayy (I'm cured)