Awkward Face

Trippy hippy (Hippy)

I don't know, dawgs (Nah)

Da$H and Vyron (I'm stupid, bro)

That's my homeboys (Homeboys)

You's a trippy hippy (Uh, huh)

I don't know, dawg (No, dawgs)

Do my bitch dirty (Oh yeah)

Like a lone shark (Okay)






Half the niggas you know put cap in it

And the game is my son, I'm the daddy

I'm swattin' them fuckin' finger rolls (No, no, no)

Hit up Spiff for the give-and-go

Good before the shit hits the hole (Pause)

Buddy, I'ma great look

Nigga, it's the swamp, but most of young niggas weight push

Like they in the yard doggin'

Backwood on my lip, hoodie blacker than all my forefathers

You could catch me on an interlude or an interview lookin' bored

Awkward face, chopped and screwed, 'cause I hate the stench when a whore talkin'

It's the nigga with quick wit that the kids in the hall doubted

Never had time for bitches, too busy denyin' counselin'

Thorough niggas only ones worth it to ride out with

Pussy nigga, get your blouse stitched

How's this for starters? (Lit)

Lit 'til the law get 'em

Call the pallbearers in

Watch 'em fall to the beat (Get 'em all at attention)

I ain't honorin' shit

But my mom in some colds and the obvious shit

And my dawgs in the beats and we cloggin' your row

Of your block or your street and your blog and your feed

I bet you wish you could hit the reef, bitch