Neptune

Intro: You know I had to get galaxy beats on this brief mixtape niggas, you feel me All my Greasers put your middle fingers up All my T-Byrds put your middle fingers up niggas Grease! Yung God! [Yung God] God! They mistake me for a model Underwater chick niggas better grab you goggles Better grab you bitch because I'll fuck out her tonsils Ugly nigga got your girl open like nostrils Yes, you cool like a bunch of squares in a waffle Fuck with the ocean Ill bury his body down with the fossils Yung god you awful, Thank you I know this! Hold up, she trippin I ain't finna pay for it My bitch like Kelly Rowland, but I like Beyonce Looking better than your prom date I feel just like Haa, I came in like Haa Then got her out her draws My dick like a Tornadoes, the shit brake down walls! You don't got no grease if you never fucked a More-man On a Sunday morning, while you yawning I'm up Rolling up, trynna relax know you niggas see that 100 ways to get paid, nigga I don't even need Rap Blunt laced like tenni-Shoes, Self of stream invinsible You can talk the hella shit but better not get physical Pull your Ho with the mind game, I never had to be lyrical I'm greased up like Cisco, and I'm always changing my lingo Don't share the same air with a lame nigga To a real nigga that's illegal! I'm sorry to hurt your ego, but my team just took your main Ho Yeh that nigga know how to rap but put him up with any ocean nigga And his swag can't amount to half of that This summer I'm going to cop me a Cadillac My grease niggas ain't in the trap but, a hood bitch might still choose They posted up with a rifle because we to important to fight you Niggas ain't never tried to be cool Outro: I ain't got nothing else to say nigga Grease On deck, Galaxy Beats on a beat Nigga