See the flick of my wrist What the fuck fuck is that sound Now every time they play this song she say "this is my shit" And I know she know what's up baby this is my shit In my bag now, in my bag now Brought the mac out nigga sat down I got shit I never had

Uh-huh, understand this I don't give a fuck fuck about what y'all talkin' about I ain't tryin' to hear none of that shit Nigga I'ma do what I wanna do When I wanna do it, how I wanna do it And you better hope I don't do it to you Now, I don't care what momma

Obviously you ain't shaking him I see that nigga, I'm slaying him Fuck Fuck this shit, I'm tired of this Ain't tryna be your alternate Fuck Fuck it, you can stay with him Why the hell you wanna stay with him? You don't know what you could be You ain't don't even

Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye The only way, for me to come back, is by makaveli That's it! all these motherfuckers stole from me I'm takin' back what's mine Laughing you motherfuckers can't

Everything I do, I tell you all the time It's you, it's you it's all for you I heard that you like the bad girls, honey is that true? Heaven is a place on earth with you Sound's good enough Straight da fuck fuck up you talkin' bout nigga (talkin' bout me)

Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye! Thank God that a nigga seen another day Got a chopper and a bottle fuck fuck it let 'em spray Get my people out them chains nigga I mean handcuffs, time to man up Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh 'Cause I'm a black man, in a

SKRT, SKRT, SKRT, SKRT, SKRT Girl I'm done with you, girl we done it's through I hit that nigga for the work, stick and move and then I SKRT, SKRT, SKRT SKRT, SKRT, what is up with you I thought I said I'm done with you Fuck Fuck my school and fuck fuck my teacher

I just may walk up in Saks Good all ways, all work, no play, just juug I can't fuck fuck you right now, no I gotta juug I take off, no jet lag Big old gun in a duffel bag Still got niggas on the block, yeah If we go broke, it's back to that Spend that shit,

Two pills and a half, wait nigga, fuck that Eight doobies to the face Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa You can have all my shine I'll give you the light Fuck Fuck that, eight doobies to the face Fuck Fuck that. twelve bottles in the case nigga, fuck that

Red Mercedes beam, it's a different type This shit so clean, I put that on my life With my niggas in my red Mercedes Attitude like fuck fuck you, pay me Rolling deeper than Adele when we go out If the ladies show up, then we show out With my girl in my red