Released: September 15, 2016
Featuring: Vince Staples
Songwriter: Matthew van Toth JWL$ Vince Staples
Producer: Good Times Ahead
[Intro]
Ugh
Ugh
Ugh
Yeah
Ugh
Yeah
[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
Hip-hop ain't really did shit for me
Little bit of Hell, little bail for the homies
Got a little green, bought a beam for the forty
Took more shots after fades than Kobe
After dark, you go crazy
Police ain't scaring shit, you ain't bred for this
I'm still in the hood, they make bread and dip
I'm not jumpin' ship, I might fuck your bitch
Who got love for Vince?
Feeling like Snoop at the Source awards
Feeling like you wasn't born for war
'Cause when I come around you be heir to the ground
Crack a motherfuckin' smile
I'm the man 'round the town, Frank Lucas mode
When out here ma heard that Frank Lucas told
Long Beach like Crazy Joe with Mayhem
Where we get new wheels from rocks, like caveman
[Hook: Vince Staples]
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Ugh)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Yeah)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Ugh)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Yeah)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Ugh)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Yeah)
Might dump a clip, where them niggas at? (Ugh)
Might fuck your bitch, where the women at?
[Verse 2: Vince Staples]
Crack baby, base in my Similac
Been crazy, come where you living at
Kick down the door, get down or get gone
I ain't come here for the chitter-chat
But I'm far removed from that gangsta shit
It don't make much sense, rather make me rich
Don't be playin' with my money, it'll make the flip
And in the last couple lines I'ma contradict
And for the last time, I ain't on my conscious shit
I like big guns, fast whips, ass and tits
Mansions and white women, Mike Jackson shit
So stop acting like I'm an activist
No, this ain't happen on accident
They giving dead white men to the Africans
It'll never be another one after Vince
So just pay admission and pay attention
[Hook: Vince Staples]
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Ugh)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Yeah)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Ugh)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Yeah)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Ugh)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Yeah)
Might dump a clip, where them niggas at? (Ugh)
Might fuck your bitch, where the women at?
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Ugh)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Yeah)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Ugh)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Yeah)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Ugh)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Yeah)
Might dump a clip, where them niggas at? (Ugh)
Might fuck your bitch, where the women at?
[Outro]
Ugh
Yeah
Ugh
Yeah
Ugh
Yeah
Ugh
Yeah
Ugh
Yeah
Ugh
Ugh
Ugh
Yeah
Ugh
Yeah
[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
Hip-hop ain't really did shit for me
Little bit of Hell, little bail for the homies
Got a little green, bought a beam for the forty
Took more shots after fades than Kobe
After dark, you go crazy
Police ain't scaring shit, you ain't bred for this
I'm still in the hood, they make bread and dip
I'm not jumpin' ship, I might fuck your bitch
Who got love for Vince?
Feeling like Snoop at the Source awards
Feeling like you wasn't born for war
'Cause when I come around you be heir to the ground
Crack a motherfuckin' smile
I'm the man 'round the town, Frank Lucas mode
When out here ma heard that Frank Lucas told
Long Beach like Crazy Joe with Mayhem
Where we get new wheels from rocks, like caveman
[Hook: Vince Staples]
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Ugh)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Yeah)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Ugh)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Yeah)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Ugh)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Yeah)
Might dump a clip, where them niggas at? (Ugh)
Might fuck your bitch, where the women at?
[Verse 2: Vince Staples]
Crack baby, base in my Similac
Been crazy, come where you living at
Kick down the door, get down or get gone
I ain't come here for the chitter-chat
But I'm far removed from that gangsta shit
It don't make much sense, rather make me rich
Don't be playin' with my money, it'll make the flip
And in the last couple lines I'ma contradict
And for the last time, I ain't on my conscious shit
I like big guns, fast whips, ass and tits
Mansions and white women, Mike Jackson shit
So stop acting like I'm an activist
No, this ain't happen on accident
They giving dead white men to the Africans
It'll never be another one after Vince
So just pay admission and pay attention
[Hook: Vince Staples]
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Ugh)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Yeah)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Ugh)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Yeah)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Ugh)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Yeah)
Might dump a clip, where them niggas at? (Ugh)
Might fuck your bitch, where the women at?
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Ugh)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Yeah)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Ugh)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Yeah)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Ugh)
Little bit of this, little bit of that (Yeah)
Might dump a clip, where them niggas at? (Ugh)
Might fuck your bitch, where the women at?
[Outro]
Ugh
Yeah
Ugh
Yeah
Ugh
Yeah
Ugh
Yeah
Ugh
Yeah