No matter what you say or what you do When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you Fuck these other niggas I'll be right by your side 'til 3005, hold up (hold up) I'll be right by your side 'til 3005, hold up

Bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow All I give a fuck about is that dinero They say "You a fool boy, what’s wrong with Gerald?" I’m bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow The British are here The Bay is here, you know? Pull up in that Bruce Wayne

Ooh ahh, love yourself Take no chances, fuck that nigga I say ooh, ahh What you doin'? Laying in a bikini Yeah I'm okay. What are you doing? I'm in the studio

Give him something to say. Something super fly, never play. All I hear is disgrace. Erase them all and reclaim my place. Yes, you feel it come, right now! You can feel it now or be stoned What the fuck?! I'm so dumb, therefore I can't relate. I'm so

Yeah yeah yeah Hold the fuck up We gonna take this little intermission to listen To what the fuck I got to say, you know I been doing this shit for years: Holding heat, selling Using, abusing all kinds of drugs; Robbing niggas, running up in niggas'

How could you keep this from me? Your mama and your daddy ain't shit When you see 'em, tell both of 'em I said fuck 'em, yeah Somehow this is my fault (Ooh) I didn't say shit when I saw what I saw (You) Yeah, girl, you can't deny now (Ooh) Even your

Love's still in my brain I'm gon' fill this up, you gon' roll this up Driver pulling up with no delay We gon' throw it up, now we feel the rush Never gave a fuck 'bout what they say This what we living for We fall in love every single night and every day

Damn, goddamn, goddamn Damn damn, goddamn Da-da-damn damn, goddamn And they say, "What the fuck is on? Who the fuck is in? (Who) Where the hell you at? Where the hell you been? (Who) Who the fuck is she? Who you dealing with?" (Who) It's been a while,

I'm in the hood where niggas don't bother me (check it out) Thirty-five hunnid my cardigan (check it out) Shawty gon' fuck, shawty gon' swallow me (check it out) Shawty gon' get on top of me You know what I'm saying? Yeah, me and my homie We do this shit

In the end it all goes away How do I feel What do I say Who can believe you The Kombucha mushroom people Sitting around all day Let your mother pray (sugar) Fuck you, it all goes away I'm not there all the time you know