THAT’S NORF, PT. 2

Ahh, ayy this a this a YouTube 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