Now gimme gimme gimme that groupie love Come gimme gimme gimme that groupie love I've been so many places I've seen so many faces Girl you look like someone that I've done fucked before I've been around the world

A-M-E-R-I-C-A Home of the free, the sick and depraved So why the fuck are you looking at me? Ya-a-a-a-ao We take medication to be someone else And we take off our clothes to pay for the bills Where downloading content will buy you a sentence And murder

Lean with me, pop with me Get high with me if you rock with me Smoke with me, drink with me Fucked up liver with some bad kidneys Drugs got me sweatin', but the room gettin' colder Lookin' at the devil and the angel on my shoulder Will I die tonight? I

Jenny Lo' with the booty, sit that ass on me Girl, you look good, put that ass on me Push that thing on me Oh, push that thing on me Oh yeah, push that thing on me Yeah, go 'head with your cute ass Whatever nigga fucked up is a dumbass Let me make it

Now everybody they lookin' at me, now they lookin' at me Smokin' and stackin' and countin' up green I think I need me a money machine I heard some fuckboys are plottin' on me Waist 32, .40 tucked in my jeans Won't forget when no one cared about me

Nigga you should salute me, nigga you should salute me Fix your motherfuckin face nigga! Look at these fuckin chimpanzees Bunch of fuckin monkeys (Mr. Porter!) I been shot, I been stabbed I took all that I have to give And I never ran, never have

That'll get me high Just a stupid motherfucker If I die, I die Yeah! Alright! I'm looking for a mother Watching it all, fading,

Don't stop, don't stop Big dawg, autobiography She told me I'm the one, I looked over, said obviously Then looked up in the mirror like, who the fuck stopping me, huh? Who stopping me, nigga? At the top, my girl the only one on top of me, nigga Who

Fuck it, I'll do it myself I don't need her, I don't need him No one's got this, no one's got that Everyone scared, everyone pussy Everyone watch, just keep looking No one taught me, I was like damn No one puttin' me on, damn Everyone scared to go talk

What, what, what, what I'm gonna pop some tags Only got twenty dollars in my pocket I, I, I'm hunting, looking for a come-up This is fucking awesome I wear your granddad's clothes I look incredible I'm in this big ass coat From that thrift shop down the