Fifty five hundred for a new pair of titties I'll buy 'em like Jordans Give her a couple of thousands now she feelin' important Dick her down she'll be gone by the morning She got them them ass shots that I like Pop a Addie we'll be fuckin' all night She say

Yuck Daddy! Yuck! Two big chain, one big chopper, bitch Two big chain, one big chopper Good weed, bad bitch Got these hoes on my dick like Brad Pitt Whoa, I seen it all all before The bitch got a man, but she schemin' on the low How it go? It go, fuck them

Stand up fucking tall Don't let them them see your back Take my fucking hand And never be afraid again We could be perfect one last night And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight And we can settle this affair If you would shed your yellow take my hand

Called and got no answer Wrote this fuckin' anthem, alert you like it's amber (like amber) But she say I'm canceled Did you not, not tell me not to say another lie (lie to me) Not to play with you and I, I Know somebody like you is hard to find Put a

I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star, ay, ay) All my brothers got that gas And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi And show up, name them them the shottas When my homies pull up on

On Tree, I do not fuck fuck with the percs, I barely fuck fuck with the Earth On me, industry niggas the worst, actin' like they from the dirt On me, I do not fuck fuck with the percs, I barely fuck fuck with the Earth On Tree, all of them them niggas I birth, tryna put me in a

Nothin' like them them other motherfuckers I can make you rich (I can make you rich) Do I make you scared? Baby, won't you take me back? Fuck my life, can't say that girl Don't tell me you can save that shit All All she want is payback for the way I always play

Readin' through my third eye 'cause I got tunnel vision Had to open my mind, then I opened a Benz It's like you gotta sell your soul for them them to pay attention Fuck Fuck all that playing, now I'm grown, I put my heart in it I had to get down with that chrome

Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star) Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi And show up, man them them the shottas When my homies pull

Man, fuck them them bitches and them them hoes And them them niggas pussies, camel toes I got some money on me, and the weed nice My shit won’t ever stop, suck my green light Bitch it’s Carter 4, murder's all all she wrote Now it’s fuck fuck everybody, like a Scorpio Still