Lil B — Flagrant Foul

[Intro] (Oh my God Keyboard, Keyboard on the beat) That's a flagrant foul nigga, I'm telling the ref I ain't snitching but fuck that, I'm telling the ref, nigga Flagrant foul on the play, nigga [Chorus] Flagrant foul, flagrant foul (Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo) Flagrant foul, flagrant foul Flagrant foul, flagrant foul Flagrant foul, I don't care, kick me out (Kakarot) What now? Bitch, what now? (Don Lemon) What now? Bitch, what now? (Figaro) What now? Bitch, what now? What now? Bitch, what now? [Verse] In the game with 'bout twenty-four techs (Figaro) Hit the bench, nigga, where is my connect? (Don Lemon) The [?] scream while I'm chokin' out the fucking ref Ron Artest, nigga, I'm playin' with the best (Kakarot) Young nigga pop yo' top for a check (Don Lemon) Contracts, nigga, it's all about the bread (Fran Drescher) Chris Paul, no I'm all about respect (Fran Drescher) Danny Green, listenin' to that sucker shit (What?) If you play that nigga, man you must be a bitch Niggas know that I will never flinch (Fuck 'em) Bitch Mob, nigga, you know who's the bitch Might come around with a chopper on the bricks Might go ahead (Uh-huh) and fuck and flip a brick ([?]) Might as well, ask yourself who's the bitch (Fuck 'em) Bitch Mob nigga, know I got that stick (Fuck 'em) 2K, my player servin' Knicks (Don Lemon) [Chorus] Flagrant foul, flagrant foul (Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo) Flagrant foul, flagrant foul Flagrant foul, flagrant foul Flagrant foul, I don't care, kick me out