Middle finger to my haters, muhfucka why you hating? I'm gone I ain't really wanna do it but I did it to em, nigga I'm gone Leave the beat shit alone, leave the bullshit at home, I'm gone Even though I'm out of here, nigga gotta keep it real, I'm gone

Don't wanna be a feather in your cap I just don't wanna tell you honey I ain't mad But I don't wanna go on with you like that 'Cause I don't wanna go on with you like that And I don't wanna go on with you like that No I don't wanna go on with you like

If you want And it’s out of luck Yeah, yeah, there ain’t nothing There ain’t nothing here for me There ain’t nothing here for me anymore But I don’t wanna be alone We could be runaways, running from

Girl I need all your love right now, but I'll wait 'Cause I don't wanna seem like I'm hatin' Baby girl, I really ain't hatin' You've got options and I'm here to let you know You got options, bae Yeah you got options, bae Know you got options, bae PARTY

What's in this mug? Toasted up, no I ain't hostin' Kush all in my lap because these hoes don't want to roll it I was sliding in the Lamb' with the powerglide (oh) Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh) She wanna fuck, speak up Comin' out her

No K, that's what I say when I don't really wanna Say that it's all right but it's all right (No, no, no) No K, that's what I tell you when I ain't just trynna Talk to you all night (No-oh) Can't get my money (No-oh) That's not okay (No-oh) And I'm one

I'm tryna work it out No, I don't wanna piss you off I ain't tryna make you yell But we got a disconnect But we got a disconnect, hey You done made Cupid aim away A bow and arrow could take the pain away You think I don't know when call it quits How

You don't want problems, I promise, man Set it off on my right I said liquor all in my breath Bitches all in my sight I said real niggas trying to fuck Fuck niggas wanna fight I said gun shots into the air But I ain't scared for my life

You don't wanna fuck with me Girls neither, you ain't nothin' but a slut to me We ain't gon' never stop beefin', I don't squash the beef You better kill me, I'ma be another rapper dead For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't have said But when

Cake's on the menu Ain't that what you s'posed to do? Ain't I s'posed to eat it too? Baby, this might sound rude I'm taken but I want you And I don't wanna play by the book, no rules They say you can't have cake and eat it too But ain't that what you