The Statement

[Intro] Yeah, We back again with some old smooth shit for that ass The preHISTORIC crew, just doing what we do [Verse 1] It's "Give a bitch D" day, third eye with it like Hiei Pussy so good had to put it on replay On the 10-West thinking sex with my lady I just met her last week on the strip getting jiggay Girl your bitten gloves with my weed tucked in 'em Fresh-fuck fit with some trill-ass denim Main reason why: with some trill-ass women Why the fuck you always hating why you always in your feelings Shit (Shit) Now don't make me go cop a clip Been smoking so long that I think I'm a zip Fuck what you repping, the gang that you with Out with your bitch and she's trying to take pics Instagram, fucked up as shit Put me on blast while I'm smoking my spiff Now the whole fucking world know I get high as shit [Bridge] So here we go Neck tats stamped, it's a fact: I'm getting pussy bro Taking down women who was raised off the tootsie roll Watch me speak Spanish to this girl I don't even know Have her puff weed till she bleed, no venereal Hahahaha, she just took a dab She's coughing so much that she just made me laugh I might have to call her a cab (you alright? I though you was like "I smoke all day" and shit. Shut up.) [Hook] Getting high to the sky with my motherfucking niggas though Looking down on the world like "Fuck 'em, I don't need 'em bro" Going up, going up, going up, where else to go In the clouds, smoking pounds of the loud, see a lot of hoes [Verse 2] Okay, back on my grizzy Act as a javelin and stab through the city Metro-bus used to take a buck-fifty On my way to see my bitch, give a gift, suck her titty (I'm bout to get some pussy) Play PS1 till I sleep for a week Till some shoes come out that I really really need (I'm bout to cop some new J's) Or my weed run out and the chilling ain't cheap Fuck around and have to play the villain this week Okay, you don't know I smoke 'Dro, don't do blow Live life long, bitch I'm cold Bitch you old, grandpa Moe No no, we on the same old shit We get turnt up, cut a few bricks Rollin a hundred spiffs, watch two flicks [Outro] Nigga that's just how it is, {is(x5)} Nigga that's just how it is, is (x3) Ah yeah sound like D'Angelo, telling somebody just how it is, just how it is Okay, here we go, oh oh-oh, here we go, oh (x2) Can't neat me, run in circle like a Cheerio Here we go, oh, oh