I'm not your patron saint You're not my angel dear Horns up or down and now horns up I am your warpaint Lets make this crystal clear Horns up I am your worst fear Bloodshot eyes and a dead beat stance Shit for brains I'm a game of change One cut, two cut

Quarter million dollars all on my skin Tote this F&N like I got license Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don't do no stoppin' Jump off the tightrope, I'm tryna dive in Yeah, cook that shit up Quay Ain't been in the studio for like three or four weeks

This is another story about dogs For the dog that don't pee on trees, is a bitch So says Snoop Dogg, get your pooper scooper Cause the nigga's talking shit I'm sipping on Tanqueray With my my mind on my money and my mouth in the ganjahy Are-A-G to the

Cocaina, cocaina (Cocaina, cocaina) I don’t wanna serve my people You can call them birds, call them seagulls You can call the girl mamacita I do this shit for my familia Turn a half to a whole thing With cocaina you will make a name If you wanna make a

I shoot my shot and it brick (yeah) I'm not the nigga for lip (yeah) Puttin' my heart in the click (yeah) Don't think I'm built for this shit (yeah) Too busy thinking what if (yeah) Fell in love through a photograph I don't even know your name Wonder if

Fuck it all! fuck this world! Fuck everything that you stand for! Don't belong! don't exist! Don't give a shit! Don't ever judge me! I am the push that makes you move Over and over and under my skin Fuck you all! Running out of ways to run

Yeah I said so, so who drove him? That shit crazy, man Who drove him to the hospital? 'Cause I'm in here trying to make a love song and shit Like I get this bad news I just got the call before I heard the beat They just shot my dog like why it had to be

Dear god, when I wake up, please can I have wings on my penis? amen Uh yo huh yeah let's do this Hey, yo, fuck this shit, I prayed to god but he forgot this kid Woke up and I was like, "I can't believe this, still ain't got no wings on my penis" Penises

Hustle and mo' Hustle and motivate Nigga I don't do this for nothing, no From the ground up, yeah Well, I don't do this shit for nothing, no Not at all, yeah My money real, money real So I don't do this shit for nothing, no, not at all I told her I got

I see you bitches talkin' loud, but you ain't sayin' shit Get the fuck from round' here, you don't rep my shit You ain't from my city, you don't know about this You want that drama, you ain't ready for it bitch! Now throw it up! (Yeah Ho) Throw it up!