When Skateboard Came

[Chorus] When Lil' Skateboard came With them big ass chains Them bitches like "P, why you got that on?" I'm like "Bitch stay in your lane And give a nigga brain" Everlast 'till the break of dawn When I pulled up in that big ass thing That was white as cocaine Backpackers thought my mind was gone But when I pushed the up, u-u-up,up Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches be like what Studies show... [Break] Yeah Yeah niggas You hear it right? You hear it? The Drama man, come on look this my shit You know what I'm saying? This is my shit You know what I'm saying This is MY shit, MY SHIT niggas, MY SHIT! Take this shit back Listen, listen to what's happening right now Listen to what's happening Watch this, yo [Chorus] [Verse 2] Studies show the eyes get damaged When you stare into the ultra violet rays like dramatic Studies show the eyes get damaged When you stare into the ultra violet rays be like what Studies show the eyes get damaged When you stare into the ultra violet rays And the ears through the glass of my Rover Sicky that smells like the po-pah- Pourri provided by my chauffeur The chains is flooded The dames they love it The rock so big I'm amazed, but it's strange they cut it The belt buckle frames is smothered Don't look to long, you might get whatted? Once they scream "What?" Then they grab the gun by the butt Squeeze the dick Once it go click Open your shit Nadle back your shit open The front of your shit got a hole that's smoking Father forgive me I'm sorry another idiot croaking "911, what's the emergency?" Now they rushing that ass to get that surgery You wanted to have it your way like Burger King Flame broiled, broil flamed The royal brain Is ignoring you lames Don't make no comparisons, we ain't sort of the same Look at your wallet, we ain't sort of the same Your rocks is treated, that ain't sort of the chain Better go to the back of The Source and order again Lyrically I'm double XL, I drove you home The bracelet got a vibe when I'm holding the phone When I wave, bitches call me rolling stones [Chorus] [Verse 3] Yo I overlook the whole city with a nice clear view You trying to call your bitch that's pretty but she can't hear you She arguing with my doorman trying to get upstairs Describing the prototypes to my icy airs The Ice Creams make all the bitches want to fuck Plus the black card is something like an armoured truck Parking lot See it's an art to hot You know who's who and who's quiet and who talks alot See there's money machines and those who spark it not Those be the type of niggas left in the dark to rot I park the pop-ular Then I get new cars That's protected by rude guards That'll shoot ya Alternate your future Quicker than the Wu-Tang Gutar Bitches see my face and say "Me gusta" Mama used to drive a Cougar But now I drive horses with Italian names Equipped with a bitch with a nice stallion frame She half Hatian, call her Jeanvieve and shit C'est pas c'est, tout n'est like she Clef and shit She respect my dick Like it's break-fer-ast She's insecure, her girl want to get with this The expressed bliss Of what I'm blessed with When I finger fuck the track it caress the gift If you study my mixtape you'll see what my method is [Chorus]