[Intro: Ab-Soul]

Man, I hate quotin' Jay Z, but cuz just too tight

Is he a Blood? Is he Crip? Is he that? Is he this?

Will he do it? You know, it!

Now every time I say "it" it's in reference to my dick

You can suck it if you want to

Every time I say "it" it's in reference to my dick

And you can suck it, motherfuckin' bitch!

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]

Listen, bitch!

When it's in you the sentiment is incredible

Winter fresh even, I even undress your winter clothes

When it's out, instead of worryin' about where it's at

You'd rather rack your cap

About where it's goin' or where it's been

Where are we goin'? I'm beginning to see an end

Don't bring Larry King in this

Sniff the evidence on my clothes and go through my cell phone

And now I'm in jail for leavin' out a few details, oh well

[Chorus: Ab-Soul]

It's wifey or WiFi (Ayy!)

Wifey or WiFi (Ayy!) wifey or WiFi

Got some niggas in the pen that really gotta face time

She just bitching ‘cause I missed her FaceTime

It's wifey or WiFi (Ayy!)

Wifey or WiFi (Ayy!) wifey or WiFi

Got some niggas really havin' issues in the cell

She just bitching ‘cause them other bitches in my cell

[Post-Chorus: Ab-Soul]

Oh well, oh well

I guess she wanna go to war then

I guess we should warn the warden

Oh well, oh well

[Bridge: Ab-Soul]

Alright, I want you to tweet me right now

If you're using your third iPhone

It's wifey or WiFi, wifey or WiFi

Wifey or WiFi, hey, hey

It's wifey or WiFi, wifey or WiFi

Wifey or WiFi, oh well, oh well

Oh well, oh well

Oh, I hit you with the hash back

[Verse 2: Ab-Soul]

Ayy, my nigga lil' Riley got into it with his mommy

They be fightin' all the time, so I ain't pay it no mind

He said: "God, she could really be the Devil," I said "Chill!"

He smacked his teeth

And shook his head and said "No, for real!

You know I love her, but she could really be a pain in the ass

Matter fact, fuck that! Pull out your jack real fast!

Real shit, my nigga, now glance at the keypad

This that mind-bogglin' shit you like to throw in your raps

And this might be your best yet; notice how every number

Represents three letters of the alphabet

Like, 2 is A-B-C, 3 is D-E-F

4 is G-H-I," I said: "I get it, alright!"

He said: "Now trip off this, listen to me, Soul

I know you off the shits, but I'ma need you to get a grip."

I said: "Be serious," he said "Dial M-O-M."

What a hella coincidence! It was 6-6-

Pt. II: P.M.S

[Chorus: BR3]

All because of this penitentiary mind state, is it my fate?

For God's sakes, why did I have to lose the case?

I kept it real, and I ain't never been fake

I'm feelin' like Biggie when he lost Faith

See, this penitentiary mind state, is it my fate?

For God's sakes, why did I have to lose the case?

I kept it real, and I ain't never been fake

I'm feelin' like Biggie when he lost Faith

[Verse 3: BR3]

Look, there's sixty seconds left, I'ma have to get back later

Your boy chasin' this penitentiary paper

Tell my momma stay on point

Your phone hit her on three-way

Then, fuck it, I'ma hit her on that other joint

First term, nigga, but I did it like a vet

Hung up the phone, and when I asked: "Who had next?"

It was one of the lifers, all nest with no neck

Gotta stay with my striker, no nigga is no threat

I swipe my knife on the under

But I can still hear it in my head

When he said: "That's right, youngster

Just stay focused, sleep with your hands open

Beat 'em with a long-handled spoon

When you deal with smokers."

I sag low when I walk the yard, hold my head high

Yaddada to them Bay niggas; me, I'm from the Westside

Lookin' for a gram to steal, ‘cause I'm tryin' to get high

Thinkin' about my fake-ass bitch on the outside

Out of sight, out of mind, shit, I don't mind

Long as a nigga make the paper when he doin' time

Right, look… fuck it, I'm lyin', I'm just really tryin' to hold out

Thought of some trick runnin' dick in my bitch mouth

[Chorus: BR3]

My penitentiary mind state, is it my fate?

For God's sakes, why did I have to lose the case?

I kept it real, and I ain't never been fake

I'm feelin' like Biggie when he lost Faith

Look, look, hold up, hold up!