THAT'S NORF, PT. 2 (feat. F.O.E. & Bueno Da Champ)

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