Talkin' it and doin' it a different story (Talkin') Just to Yeah, yeah Wheezy outta here Ah-aha We live this shit for real (For real, for real) I blow money on my bitch Then killed the kitty, that bitch my city They bad as saditty I'd fuck it, I admit it Can't wait to hit it Money, I'm gon' get it, I'm so terrific That's the way I'm livin' That's the way I'm buildin' Always be gettin' it, Patek this issue Flooded my wrist, you ain't gon' get this Hit it with extended, that pussy gettin' it When I pop that Perc', I can fuck that bitch, make her go (ah) Yeah, yeah, in the sheets Call the hotel lobby, tell 'em we need clean sheets Knock that pussy out, I kill it, tell it, "Rest in peace" And if it smell like water, fuck it, I'll kiss it to sleep I'm the realest, feel like 2Pac, call me Makaveli It really ain't shit a broke nigga can tell me I'm walkin' around with the chopper, it heavy Popped that lil' boy, sound like confetti Shot that lil' boy, now he in heaven I only like girls, told my mama don't worry She hate on my car cause she said it look girly Ain't fuckin' these bitches, I know y'all ain't worthy Don't play the position, you gon' lose your jersey She's a good girl, now she turned bad Want a rich nigga? Gotta earn him Yeah, want a rich nigga? Gotta earn And I'm straighter than a damn perm Bought a million, now done wait your turn Yeah Yeah, talkin' it and doin' it a different story I be doin' it, not talkin' it, that's mandatory Countin' up blue faces watchin' a lil' Rick and Morty Yeah, just chillin, I'm still the richest nigga in the buildin' New car got stars in the ceilin' Amiri my jeans, rip in the denim New gun, his head rip when it hit 'em Fuck her, then leave, I'm not sentimental Pussy good, I'ma go in raw when I hit it Told me she would give it all for a nigga Gon' head, suck it through the draws for a nigga And take my body case if I get it Wockhardt with the Actavis, I'm sippin' I still got Molly in my system I still got Xannys on my mental It's been a couple years since I quit 'em I don't wanna relapse but I may relapse, that feelin' I miss it I mean, Perc's are cool, but I think I'm gettin' sick of em When I pop that Perc', I can fuck that bitch, make her go (ah) Yeah, yeah, in the sheets Call the hotel lobby, tell 'em we need clean sheets Knock that pussy out, I kill it, tell it, "Rest in peace" And if it smell like water, fuck it, I'll kiss it to sleep