Shit Two phones busting got damn I'm juuging I ain't trapping, hell nah, I'm rapping Made a way out of nothing, yeah I made it happen You get up in the booth and you start capping Run around niggas like a race I'm lapping Ha ha ha to the bank, I'm laughing A nigga tried to smack my mama, shit bag a nigga I let it slide the first time, now you dragging it She say she seen me at the show I was having it She turn around, throw it back, and I'm grabbing it She wanna fuck first night, she was passionate It's love at the first sight, her waist snatched and shit This bitch pressing all my buttons she mashing it I blow the check first day that I cash the shit Remember living day by day, had to ration it Remember I ain't have the sauce, had to ask for it Hit a nigga in his high top, he like B. Mickey This bitch really love the gang, she wanna see sticky She on the way down but she can't be with me Looking at the waist down, ain't even peep titties Bust down the door, they trying to keep that bitch shut It's all fun and games until I beat a nigga up I'm speeding down rush hour, I'm trying to go see a tuck I'm speeding on the highway, I'm trying to see something Don't call her a hoe because she a neat woman Won't do another show until these niggas free Unky In these 42s a nigga feeling real stumpy On the road to riches man it get a little bumpy Keep a straight face cause nigga ain't shit funny Of course Imma finesse you a got damn dummy She ate the whole dick now her nose a little runny Wake up everyday trying to get some new money Look out the door tell me if you see something Bitch always lying so I don't believe nothing I was down bad til I had me a run Thinking bout some money finna get me some I'm finna get some money I'm finna get some cash I'm finna get some money I'm finna get some green Bitch keep spilling all the tea like she London Tipton Yeah I keep trying to fall in love but the lust is tempting Nigga talking crazy on the gram he forgot to mention She in love with a lame, he a Freddy Benson She wanna know where I'm headed Nigga wanna fight, I choose weapons I don't wanna hear your bullshit you coulda kept it Pop up on some real smooth shit to leave a message This lil bitch ain't doing it, so I left it Bob the builder Rob the wielder I just healed her At the Freaknik I just killed her I just slaughtered her, Like from the back Not literally Niggas be weird

Hoes in the valley Baby I been tripping off these shrooms trying to live in Cali Hoes in the whip, oh my God what they doing there Coughing up a lung, oh my God, what just flew in there My pockets having fun, oh my God where's the newest fair Baby I'm just having fun, I ain't never care I ain't never give a fuck about you and me Shorty want a spot in my life, she in the eulogy Imma let the smoke in the air, fuck economy I hate when a broke bitch stare cause it bother me Aye, these bitches robotic How the fuck you pull up to the stu, ain't got no chronic How the fuck I pull up to the stu and just go sonic Nigga said we need a sound nigga go find it I ain't sticking to a sound this a switch rap Hit the whole gang for proposals, finna get a deal I don't even need a manager we just need a mill I don't even need a contract, I just need a deal All black fit Marilyn Manson Pack got the freak hoes dancing Little slut wanna come to the mansion We in the bat cave I mean the goop cave It ain't the first, I'm getting paid today Life moving fast shit feel like Hussein I'm doing me give a fuck what you say Me and two hoes freaky off the Dusse Wake up, damn it feel great to be me If you see the back of my shirt it's three Cs Damn you too broke, I just made like two Gs And real shit, free Lil EBG

I can't escape myself, I can't escape life My baby like Givenchy boots that's thigh high I ask myself, when is enough, enough, like how high Do you wanna get, you know you God's child I smoke exotic woods, like black milds I'm the wave, I surf the whole crowd We goin' bananas, it's a bonanza It's me and J, we rollin' J's and paintin' fantas I got more girls really down to party, than a campus I got human made on my undies, that was random I might hit her, hit her, then go ghost like Danny Phantom Buy her a coochie for the problems, if she ever throw a tantrum Like, baby, fuck the problem, just tell me the price Yeah, I love you, girl, you're really nice Yeah, I love you, girl, you're really nice Yeah, I love you, girl, you're really nice My bitch bad, so she be throwing tantrums Hopped up out that Ghost, this ain't no coupe, we in the Phantom I'ma play my song, she say this her anthem Need that money right now come get your ass for ransom Play my song, she tryin' to sing with me Play my song, she do her dance up in the streets Pop this yeah and let's get geeked Saw my future through these shades, dumb hoe like let me see Young nigga Paris Fashion Week, my diamonds dancin She said that this her anthem, I'm like, go put your friends hip I told niggas Big FN on my hip, gon' fold niggas We don't give a fuck about no old niggas It's time to show niggas