96 Styles Part 3
[Intro]
Do, do they really need 3 though?
Like ok, they've been asking for it
You really trynna kill these niggas?
Uh
I guess its Brookyln
Brooklyn (x 6)

[Verse]
Yo yo yo
I think, I think
I think they love me like they love Steve Harvey in the Philippines
I've instilled in me
The hostility
Needed to walk the walk with my bad self
Don't you walk on cracked shells
Still the flow so excellent
Since a pro teen
I've been trynna flex a bit
But fuck your aid
Sell a bit of cocaine til they fuck with it
I've been dumping it into lines
One verse at a time
You free your mind or let your ears go blind
That's your choice (That's your choice)
I'm the voice for the loud mouth
Don't you wild out
Tell the Knicks, since 96
I've been styling in directions
Harry couldn't vibe with
Prolly would've had the Heat
If you signed him
Don't you mind him
Mindless behavior pent up inside him
What can you say girl he's childish
Gambino freestyling with Eminem
Walking 8 mile mileage, can you hear the violence girl
If you ain't feeding the FAM
Then I turn mean girl, you can't sit with us
I finger flick your bean then flip the Beamer that you leave in, when you're leaving
Modern day Catulus
It's a love hate feeling
Aye, but girl you got to go
See I gotta keep on working while the wrist is cold
Aye C tell Eurythmic tell them bitches out the house tonight
Kick em bitches out the house tonight
Even ladies out the house tonight
Even ladies out the house tonight
Cause we working
We're working, we working