Kendrick Lamar — Too Cool

[Intro (Ab-Soul)] Aw, this is four jiggling balls in your mouth all day everyday Ay you tuned into a fuck what you hear radio where you can stick a dick in your ear and um (Stick a dick in my ear??) Aw shut the fuck up bitch but anyway We got this new K Dot record I know you a trap where you at baby [Verse 1 (K Dot)] Down Rosecrans '87 regal sipping on a gold can Gun tucked like the fetal, position Top Dawg coalition coexisting with the coldest you ever quoted from California district Been a coroner like David Banner I'm the owner Of the marijuana aroma you're smelling hear the donor yelling "it's me bitches" Who did it, I did it, take 'em where they can't go Like planet Venus leaning like a mad scientist Laboratory bottles of empty Heineken telling stories about the ones that came before me China-man squinting his eyes because I'm blinding him, my shine is Bigger than a strike of lightning they liking him because I like to win Never lose, put me on a pedestal Bet I pedal victories until I pedal off my shoes Welcome to the lions room, challenge anybody whom Wanna try they luck they get fucked up and all you heard was (Oohh) Say hello to the little big homie, and your reality ain't realer than this homie [Hook (Ab-Soul) (?)] Now with my hopes in the back I could ride like this, or like that Putting all the bullshit aside K Dot be too funkified Tell him he's too cool, bitches Holla "what it do", bitches What's cracking bounce, skate, rock, roll, hello, world, here we go [Verse 2 (K Dot)] They be crackin' like a pack of sunflowers seeds That the devil tree, put my dick on your double D, double D's I learnt that from the dog pound, don't get mad at me I'm just a product of what was happening in the nineties Plus my uncle used to fuck with your auntie Tell me 80 percent ho run in your family Shame on you, shame on your mother, sister, cousin too You all produced the same tendencies While I continue to stack plentl cheese On my expedition to witness my own odyssey Out of three, of your favorite bet I give them more flavor like seasoning salt Call me the Darth Vader invading a raw plot like a space crew, stayed at home All the gangbangers with the police radars like the Marcus rustle but I hustle Never change up see my muscle, training like I'm constipated bringing in any drama If you insist, I'm six for six Get your ass rolled and twisted, like a blunt rap so fall back Like winter ended It's like that (like that?) Like that (like that?) Like that (like that?) [Hook] [Bridge (K Dot)] C.O.M.P.T.O.N, that's the city that I live in I got more drank bitch, bring more friends Bitch bring more friends I said C.O.M.P.T.O.N, that's the city that I'm repping I got more dick bitch, bring more friends Bitch bring more friends [Outro (Ab-Soul)] Ahh, callers, callers call up and um, tell me what you think about that new K Dot record Um who we got on line one (Hey whats going on man this Jerome man I'm gonna be on Avalon and 135th at the car wash ay ay ay fuck that nigga K Dot man he owe me five dollars straight up) Man shut your broke ass up, um next caller man who we got on line two (Um this is Aquaniquashay, yeah Aquaniquashay, this song is tight but tell K Dot Come get his drawers out the middle of my floor) Oh shut yo ass up girl that nigga don't even wear drawers Nah for real I'm just fuckin' with y'all next caller (Yeah man that song harder than a motherfucker dog on the real ya'll need a run that back) Ay Jay Rock nigga is that you? (No, no blood it ain't me, honest it ain't me B) Aw man I gotta, but anyway man, you Top Dawg niggas crazier than a motherfucker Ay, who we got on line four? [Hook] Now with my hopes in the back I could ride like this, or like that Putting all the bullshit aside K Dot be too funkified Tell him he's too cool, bitches Holla "what it do", bitches What's cracking bounce, skate, rock, roll, hello, world, here we go