Oh, girl, you know it's on (oh yeah) I came here to slay shit (yeah, yeah) All night I'ma work the grave-shift (Lord, Lord) These drugs I'm on, they ain't nothing to play with (sky high) I can't feel my face, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah) When I pull up on ya

You on that bullshit ain't you? Now, you on that bullshit ain't you? Yeah, yup, yeah, yup Everybody with me, nigga deep I got the 100's big faces like a mongoloid (God forgive me) I'm back on my bullshit They say we smoke, we gon' smoke You say we gon'

Mwa, uh, yeah Hello! My goodness I didn't know I was here Do you know my name? (It ain't goin' wrong when you try) Always got to try No matter how long that shit take Whatever stops you from dreaming

I wish a motherfucka' would Tell me that I ain't hip hop bitch you ain't hip hop Tell me that my shit gon' flop bitch your shit gon' flop I wish a motherfucker would, hell naw, I wish a motherfucker would Chill chill chill, let 'em rhyme man You know

And you just keep on taking me back 'Cause I'm no good to you And you just keep on taking 'Cause I ain't been the best that I coulda been I ain't do the shit that I shoulda did But every time I come crawling on my knees You're there And I don't know why

Ain't enough (ain't enough) Sauce it up (sauce it up) Do too much (do too much) Where you from? (Where you from?) Goin' nuts (yeah) Sauce it up, ayy Throw it up (throw that shit up) Throw it up (throw it up)

Ladies and gentlemen All that lil' slick shit, all that lil' fake ass shit Man I be readin' that shit, man Y'all don't really fuck with me, ayy, ayy, ayy You don't really fuck with me So stop actin' like you fuck with me 'Cause I ain't gon' act like I

Tone that shit down Wop, wop, wop, wop Tell me who can ball like this Y'ain't neva ball like this Tone that shit down (oh why) Weak nigga, ball like this Wop, wop, wop, wop (yeah) Might steal your bitch VVS the wrist (VVS the wrist)

If it ain't about the money Don't be blowin' me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my time Nah I can't even hear what you say, I ain't finna do shit Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it

I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay You ain't never cared about that bullshit anyway You know I would throw it all away All this stuntin' couldn't satisfy my soul Got a hundred big faces, but I'm still alone Ayy, I would throw it all away