Talking to the man in her mirror And it's dangerous Sleepin' with these strangers Every night a different woman doing the same shit And you don't even care I know it's fucked up Different city, switching women Putting cups up, getting fucked up Ain't got

Fuck Fuck Donald Trump Yeah, nigga, fuck fuck Donald Trump Yeah, fuck fuck Donald Trump Yeah, yeah, fuck fuck Donald Trump Yeah, yeah, fuck fuck Donald Trump, yeah Just when I thought it wouldn't get no sicker I woke up one morning and heard this red ass mothafucka talkin' out

Tell me your lies Because I just can't face it I don't know why She got, she got, she got Her own reasons For talking to me And she don't, she don't, she don't Give a fuck

Big guns and big whips Rich nigga talkin' big shit Double cup, gold wrist Double up on that blow, bitch Two mil on that I-95 Bow your head cuz it's time to pay tax Opposition want me dead or alive Motherfucker but the devil is a lie The devil is a lie,

Get back motherfucker! You don't know me like that! (Get back motherfucker! You don't know me like that!) Yeek yeek woop woop! why you all in my ear?! Talking a whole bunch of shit That I ain't trying to hear! Yeek yeek woop woop! I ain't playing around!

Who the fuck fuck are you now? You're talking too loud So just shut your mouth Can you feel it now? We're calling you out And it's true you're dead now It's light out, your last song Lifestyles of the young and the reckless

Disrespect me And I'm real disrespectful Seen you from a far way You was talking side ways If you wanna start shit Just know that we gon' pop quick Get the fuck fuck outta my face Copped me a whip (skirt)

But never truly lied at all, then and now True to truth somehow Gang, gang, I tell her come fuck fuck with the gang I tell 'em don't fuck fuck with the gang It's time to fuck fuck up the whole game! Gang, gang, gang They talkin' down on my name, don't let 'em run off

Backtalk getting the best of you, Bitch we’re gonna fuck fuck you up, Cowards trying to hide their face, Always talking shit but you can’t hide, But I think you’re out of luck today, But I think you’re out of luck Back and forth again, You’re always on to

Look what you've done I'm a motherfuckin' starboy House so empty, need a centerpiece Twenty racks a table cut from ebony Cut that ivory into skinny pieces Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby You talking money, need a hearing aid You