Just a lil' bit (Do you think about me) Do you think about me? Every now and then God damn girl, we used to be friends I know you think about me, You think about money when you think about me huh huh, That's what my ex, my ex you don't want to be her, She

She ain't really pretty, she just Instagram stuntin' A nigga got a pregnant, he was dickriding so much The word around town is this nigga six months (huh?) Fake proper-talking, bitch be like "Please pass the Backwood" (what?) Trap boy Jack, I get the

I beat up the kitty, he Diddy He Diddy, he Diddy, he Diddy But his name not Diddy Huh Huh, ding, ding, ding Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Goodbye everyone, I'll remember you all in therapy

I want you to keep rocking me You can rock me baby You can rock me all night long Rock me baby, rock me baby, rock me baby, huh Little girl, you can rock me all night long, now oh, now Just keep on rockin' me little girl, girl Honey 'till my back ain't

I'd give it all up but I'm takin' back my love I'm takin' back my love, I'm takin' back my love I've given you too much but I'm takin' back my love I'm takin' back my love, my love, my love, my love (Uh, Uh, uh huh huh) I'm takin' back my love, my love, my love

Too paid to freestyle. He's looking good Where's my coffee? Good morning doctor carter (hey sweetie) Looks like its going to be a long day. (another one what we got?) Your first patient (yeah) Is suffering from a lack of concept (uh-huh) Originality (ugh)

Alright, nigga, no more fun and games, let's go (oh fuck) You, you set the standard for (what, me?) the future generation Liar, yeah, listen Slum village with the feeling, get a beat I bet you I'ma kill it (kill it) Huh, you ain't ready for the realest

If someone said three years from now You'd be long gone I'd stand up and punch them out You took my hand, you showed me how You promised me you'd be around Uh Uh huh, that's right I took your words, and I believed

I'm rolling the dice, four, five, six Praying on you niggas, sinners full of hate God forgives and I don't, only hustlers relate I guess there ain't no nice way to tell you niggas it's game over, huh? Pray for me Hallucination of money, while nigga's

Black and yellow Reppin' my town when you see me you know everything I put it down from my whip to my diamonds I'm in Yeah, uh huh huh, you know what it is Everything I do, I do it big What I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin' Yeah, uh huh huh screamin' that's