Don't you be on that bullshit (yeah yeah) all night So fly girl We can do it all, all night girl Don't you be on that bullshit (yeah yeah) We ain't gon' stop til nine a.m If you can't take it all baby say when Make you cum over and over again And I'm a

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

Why should I I'm a mother fucking wrecking I'm a mother fucking wrecking ball Always be the one to back away Have to be the one to not say what's on my mind Sick of all the bullshit Sliced up, shot down Everybody bows down Kill em all, let em fall

I been there - been there Done that - done that You got guns? - we got guns... Yo, I got straps - we got straps... A million muthafuckas on the planet Earth talk that hard Bullshit - 'cause it's all they worth... No question, it's all about the D - O -

So much so much for what we said No matter what I say you turn your back away Its never going to break you Its never going to make you fall Somehow between the lines is clearer I'm heading for the end On top of this bullshit and I don't want to hear it I

Bitch, you gon' die, hoe They be actin' for a fuckin' bitch I'm 'bout to shoot this bitch Out of the way kids Bitch, I smoked crack, now I count fucking racks Back to the smack, lickin' the powder bags Back on my bullshit, white bands, scoof it Three in

Turn them heaadphones up To my man Nigga no, yo I kick that progress and to that dumb nigga god bless I know you can't sleep or rest behind that bullshit Now you rock the best scared to death while you walkin Fuckin up the talkin we straight up New

What are we gonna do If we lose that fire If we start to doubt, if that fire goes out I don't wanna lose you To some bullshit hurt that could've been helped I'm trying to tell you something That good good heart is your greatest wealth So what are we

They don't know who we be Another one of those (This is for my nigga Q) Down to earth joints (Rest in peace, baby You know how we roll) What they don't know is The bullshit, the drama (uh), the guns, the armor (what!)

I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit, I be on bullshit I'm in the foreign with the full clip Ridin' with the full clip on some rich bullshit I'm in love with a hood bitch I give her this good dick on some drunk bullshit If that's my pussy, put my name on