Ohh ohh ohh ohh We go hard or we go home We gon do this all night long We get freaky if you want ('Cause I'm a bad bitch) Who do you think you are? Na na na na (You're gonna love this)

But I'm learning my worth is more than your word I tried to fit in, I got sick of it You say I'm just a loser in the background I can never seem to get it right I was born a little bit different I was born just a little bit different You told me I would

Maybe we crazy, but this is the way we came up Nigga front, and somethin' gon go down Nigga stunt, cruise to this bitch if you want Widout a strap, and you gon getcha ass laid down Yea, uhuh, lets take em dere, yea Man Sonny a fed joint, he half way out

Fuck your shit, I stay sick If you don't like it, you could suck this dick I say cunt, I say bitch You motherfuckers get offended by anything So go ahead and get offended by this Your finger's on the trigger But my hand's around your neck So easily

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

When they love me I get money, I get money, I get money I'm gifted when I'm faded I'm faded all the time Because I know that's when they love me They love me when I'm high All these bitches hate you This is something I know Because you really love to

Four Pockets Full yeah Faded, I'm on that sizzurp Then I'ma light my spliff up I'm a big dog, y'all niggas teacups On the jet gettin' brain with my feet up I don't bite my tongue, I'ma speak up Send a hit, watch them young niggas eat up No deer but a

When the little sensation gets in your way Isn't it amazing you can do anything Isn't it amazing what you can accomplish No ambition whisperin' over your shoulder Temporary towers soar Til there are no stars anymore If there's a goal that everyone

Bitch you got me fucked up Came with my whole gang 20 of us walked up Fuck you mean you need to see ID? What you mean? Have the owner come and get me Talkin' shit, you tryna start what? Better have them bottles ready If not, bitch you got me fucked up

Get your walk on, get your head tight I know you feelin the shit, shit is dead right Get your bounce on, back dat ass up Bitch pass me the bottle, fill your glass up (Yeah) I can drink a whole Henessey fifth Some call that a problem but I call it a gift