Im Solid

[Intro] It's Lil B, bitch [Verse 1] Pussy niggas fuck, but you better have them Pampers I had to clear my mind out, took a trip into the Hamptons A mental trip, and I slept up in the mansion These niggas drive me crazy, I started to feel like Charles Manson I need the fucking ransom, make him stick his hands up That nigga' hands up, make him look like a dancer The piece will pull your pants up, bitch, or make your ass run Silver barrels where I'm from, Tate taught me how to shoot first School was for schoolboys, I wanna learn to move purp Niggas see I'm eating, niggas see the dude jerk My job to watch niggas, shit, that was like my schoolwork But only did night school, nighttime was glide time Early...up before the sunshine Eat before it's lunchtime, and smash before it's crunch time Yeah boy, I was knee deep up in the bloodline Uncle was a gangsta, brother was a gangsta Mama was a savage, and daddy was a prankster So what the fuck that make me? The product of a prankster The product of a gangster, I'm something like a anchor Talk in front of niggas like: What the fuck? You ain't shit Ain't never been a gangsta, my moral-like relations I fuck with the gangsters, we ride around and pace 'em Throw 'em up, the B-Unit with the rangers Niggas park with Range's, limo's with the... Busting up these faces Ben and big faces, niggas can't see us I love you, I'm stationed [Outro] I'm solid nigga Let's go, we good