GoldLink - 202 Lyrics

Yeah, haha, yeah
Ah, yeah, whoa, damn, woo
Yeah, yeah, okay
Yeah, yeah

Shooting niggas when I'm twenty two
Palmolive keep my hands clean, ooh
Palmpilot color Crippy Blue
Ain't no telling what they do to you
I don't give 'em orders I just tell 'em
Shoot the first nigga that look just like you
I don't give a fuck about the rules
Even if I made 'em, I would break the rules

Big mood, I wear big shoes
Keep a bad bitch wit' some big boobs
I don't act up, I don't back up
If a nigga talkin' crazy slapped up
Then wrapped up in the back trunk
Ain't it funny, funny that I talk this crazy?
Hang with Ricky like I'm in the 80's
Freeway down the freeway
Bumpin old Nipsey off the replay
Fat blunt (yeah), ass lumps (whoa)
Oslo (uh), wife goal (ow)
White girl (yeah), small waist (damn)
Black girl (wow), tight face (whoa)
Hollywood, Inglewood, keep it hood
Hood bitch look like Meagan Good
Keep it wood ready so we hoppin' to it

Shooting niggas when I'm twenty two
Palmolive keep my hands clean, ooh
Palmpilot color Crippy Blue
Ain't no telling what they do to you
I don't give 'em orders I just tell 'em
Shoot the first nigga that look just like you
I don't give a fuck about the rules
Even if I made 'em, I would break the rules

Shooting niggas when I'm twenty two
Palmolive keep my hands clean, ooh
Palmpilot color Crippy Blue
Ain't no telling what they do to you
I don't give 'em orders I just tell 'em
Shoot the first nigga that look just like you
I don't give a fuck about the rules
Even if I made 'em, I would break the rules

Trippin', no, why they think I'm trippin'? Oh
I don't give a fuck about you, I just wanna let you know
I don't wanna take you to the South, I wanna love you down
I don't wanna think about, baby, got me trippin' 'bout
I don't wanna change your mind, I don't wanna change your mind
I just bump that Gucci Mane, I don't need no choosin', ay
I don't wanna change your mind, I don't wanna change your mind
It made me start thinkin' but hater's started sinkin'
Baby start shakin', yeah, I don't have no patience
He don't go not bitch and now he just get to wishin' now
There's no other bitch, ah yeah
Drug, popped a bitch and yeah, yeah, yeah