THAT'S NORF, PT. 2

Ahh, ayy

This a, this a YouTub- beat (Midget)

It's a 1TakeJay, uh, YG type beat

I'm finna go up, though

I don't give a fuck, I like it, though (know what I'm sayin'?)

Sue me, bitch

Ayy, okay, though

Ayy, ayy, ayy

My mama mad at me 'cause I'm thuggin'

Too bad, a big Blood

You'll never catch lil' Rucci with a blue rag

A car pull up, I'm like the Saints, nigga, who dat?

I'm rich as a bitch, bitch, why you mad?

I'm still B-walkin' to the bank

Hit the stage, make your bitch faint, Eddie Kane (Ayy, okay, though)

The niggas shot at me, but they missed, no aim (Ayy, okay, though)

I'm drinkin' Henny with the coke, no 'caine, ayy

Back to back in black whips, bitch, that's Norf

Talkin' shit, you get blapped, bitch, bitch, that's Norf

Okay, my bitch got a bitch that got a bitch, that's Norf

I'm at the park full court with a stick, that's Norf

If you try me, I might turn you to a lick, that's Norf

I'm at your front door, 'cause nigga, I don't diss, that's Norf

She sucked my dick and you gave that bitch a kiss? That's south

Nigga, that ain't Norf, that's south, ayy

Hundred K followers, but nobody know you, that's clout

I could've playеd ball, but I took the bag route (What you mean?)

Thе rap route (What you mean?)

Tryna see what them racks 'bout (What?)

Feet up in first class now

Ayy, ayy, dripped out with the beam, I'm a hot nigga

I'll drop me an album and go drop me

A nigga put a price on your head, finna cop me a killer (What?)

You signed and went broke, you a flop, lil' nigga

Shout out Lady Truck, FOE gurb, and BullyGurb (That's Norf)

This ain't no semiautomatic, this a fully gurb (That's Norf)

'Round here, you get a name if you put in work (That's Norf)

You ain't gotta say a thing, nigga, just put in work

I'm ridin' 'round the bity in a foreign, that's Norf

Ayy, I made two hundred off tourin', that's Norf

Nigga, I don't keep score, I keep scorin', that's Norf

Make a right off of Forbes, nigga, welcome to the Norf

This that five-seven-eight-bix-four, that's Norf

Run them fades back-to back in goon yard, that's Norf

Pull up on your block tryna score, that's Norf

My gang so gang, you niggas lame, all poor

These niggas tryna pop up out the gang, Oh Lord

Lord knows we the reason they don't hang, that's Norf

Inglewood, all sides, playin' games, 64

It's a movie, me and Bully hit the scene, that's insured

Ayy, Tiny Hugs in this bitch, know we havin' things (Know we havin' things)

Took a stock out and upgraded to thirty things (To them thirty things)

Applyin' pressure on these niggas, they don't never hang (They don't never hang)

Big body in the trenches, when I'm switchin' lanes

I got what you want, I'm what a broke bitch need (What she need)

These niggas is opps, they'll get the whole thing

64 gunnin' with the infrared beam (With the beam)

Draw down on a nigga with this 223 (Oh)

Put in work, I'm ridin' 'round the bity in a foreign, that's Norf

Ayy, I made two hundred off tourin' that's Norf

Nigga, I don't keep score, I keep scorin' that's Norf

Make a right off of Forbes, nigga, welcome to the Norf