Are You Kidding? (40s) (feat. Parrotfish)

I'm drinking 40s every weekend
'Cos I don't give a fuck
She's taking pulls straight out Bacardi
Now her mouth taste like rum
And yeah she tells me that she loves me
And I'm the only one
But are you kidding?
Come on
Yeah are you kidding?
Come on
Baby

Yeah
Like snappy chick
Never laughing shit, Daddy's rich
Capulet
And she bad, she doing magic tricks
Happy kid
He's a happy kid
Practicin'
Sappy shit
Runs his mouth 'cos he capulet
Picks her up
Pulls the door to his shabby whip
Lift me up
Hold my hand, take another sip
'Cos I've been on my way
(Downtown)
Running downtown to East L.A
Yeah I've been on my way
(Downtown)

I'm drinking 40s every weekend
'Cos I don't give a fuck
She's taking pulls straight out Bacardi
Now her mouth taste like rum
And yeah she tells me that she loves me
And I'm the only one
But are you kidding?
Come on
Yeah are you kidding?
Come on
Baby

Yeah
Uh
Like baby I'm sorry
But get the fuck off me
I'm sloppy spitting fire
'Cos I'm throwing up some Takis (uh)
Pissing off some models
'Cos I'm probably Steve Harvey
Bacardi and some coffee
Got my posse like some zombies
And if she finally kills me
Then do a autopsy
And analyze my heart
So my ex will fucking call me
And maybe keep my ash
So you can make a couple copies
'Cos even though I'm dead
You know she still needs a hobby

You know she says that she's buying lingerie every weekend
Tell me that she want it
But you know she's freaking
Lying like she owns it
I tell em microphone it
But she's just all over the place
'Cos I've been rolling all this paper (this paper)
This paper
You just see me as a stranger
But later
We'll be
Rolling all around in the bedsheets
And you want another hit
Well it ain't free

I'm drinking 40s every weekend
'Cos I don't give a fuck
She's taking pulls straight out Bacardi
Now her mouth taste like rum
And yeah she tells me that she loves me
And I'm the only one
But are you kidding?
Come on
Yeah are you kidding?
Come on
Baby