Extra Extra - Cash Kidd, Lil Bean

Niggas out here tryna take credit for shit we did

Let niggas get out there, feel me?

Long as the job get done

(Damn, Machu, why’d you have to do 'em like that?)

Yeah, extra extra, read about it

Yeah, I can’t really vouch for these niggas like that, I know we about it

Yeah, said she wanna fuck, wait a minute, hold up, let me think about it

Yeah, I ain’t tryna cuff, bitch, your mouth the only thing gon' get a ring

around it, yeah

Yeah, jail call, told bro he got a dub waitin' and he geeked about it

Yeah, I done felt so much pain, sometimes, I want to sing about it

Yeah, niggas play internet games with the smoke, want to tweet about it

Yeah, if it’s ever up, nigga, it’s forever stuck, we don’t speak about it

Just be about it

Yeah, still bein' cheap about it

Yeah, actin' like I’m broke, I just tucked off two hundred fifty thousand

Yeah, I ain’t goin' back, I was down, they act like they ain’t seen me drownin'

Yeah, motherfuck a key, now this bitch push-to-start like a drinking fountain

Please shut the fuck up, why you keep on talkin' to me and you see me countin'?

Yeah, I don’t never watch it, why the fuck I’m getting this hundred-inch TV

mounted?

Yeah, ran up a hundred off unemployment fraud, nigga, send the routing

Yeah, record labels blowing up my phone, can’t answer 'cause I’m in the

mountains

Shh, we ain’t gon' speak about it

Yeah, extra extra, read about it

Yeah, I can’t really vouch for these niggas like that, I know we about it

Yeah, said she wanna fuck, wait a minute, hold up, let me think about it

Yeah, I ain’t tryna cuff, bitch, your mouth the only thing gon' get a ring

around it, yeah

Yeah, jail call, told bro he got a dub waitin' and he geeked about it

Yeah, I done felt so much pain, sometimes, I want to sing about it

Yeah, niggas play internet games with the smoke, want to tweet about it

Yeah, if it’s ever up, nigga, it’s forever stuck, we don’t speak about it

Just be about it

Too exclusive

Brother call, got that shit on me, it ain’t dookie

Los from the 9 probably pouring something stupid

Ever since they did that racist shit, it ain’t Gucci

We don’t speak about it

I ain’t hard to find, niggas thinking that we tucked, nigga, we around

Yeah, we around, yeah

I’m the reason

Bitch probably mad her baby daddy want to be me

Probably more mad I only let the bitch eat me

Shit, don’t wanna hit it if it’s easy

I’m 'bout to start treatin' motherfuckers how they treat me

It’s only real love when they sayin' R.I.P. me

The Louis pouch hold the FN like it’s legal

Nigga feelin' froggy, we might leave him where we meet him

Yeah, extra extra, read about it

Yeah, I can’t really vouch for these niggas like that, I know we about it

Yeah, said she wanna fuck, wait a minute, hold up, let me think about it

Yeah, I ain’t tryna cuff, bitch, your mouth the only thing gon' get a ring

around it, yeah

Yeah, jail call, told bro he got a dub waitin' and he geeked about it

Yeah, I done felt so much pain, sometimes, I want to sing about it (Damn, Machu,

why’d you have to do 'em like that?)

Yeah, niggas play internet games with the smoke, want to tweet about it

Yeah, if it’s ever up, nigga, it’s forever stuck, we don’t speak about it