(Hit-Boy...)
Niggas thought that I was out, bitch I think not
If I talk to this bitch nice, she'll give me top
Niggas still ain't seeing ten, you still ain't seeing guap
And I just put it in her stomach, that's her G-spot
Everybody think that bitch loyal, we don't see not
Spent a hundred on some kicks, that's like Rebox
All these colors on my chain, I'm a peacock
And you the type to pull the trigger while his d cocked
You play dumb and go blind when you see opps
And his bitch tried to pull the Jack out the beanstalk
And my mama raised a man, I don't need no pops
They don't want to pay no homage, bitch we need props
Bitch
Young nigga lane switching in that foreign
I ain't nothin' like your nigga 'cause he broke and boring
If I put that on gang, on gang, bitch we scoring
Bro, my bro got the Glock and got to shooting like he Jordan
I ain't finna do shit, don't speak on shit
Give a fuck about your nigga, he don't be on shit
I don't need no nigga, I don't need no bitch
I be taking away that ex and I don't need no lisp
I would if I could, I can't speak on it
That chain ain't him, ain't no D on it
And this a tennis, not no real chain
You ready broke bitch, she use a bro name
Aye, throw it back, let me see something
You ain't never left the hood, you ain't see nothing
Real niggas only gon' shoot, well let's discuss it
Niggas still claim that block but don't be from it
Said you it, when you see me, better bust then
Bought a Jag the first time I ever touched ten
'Round me nigga, ain't no bitch want to fuck then
Ring the bell, get the dough, then we rush in
Really in the field, bitch we outside sliding
Nigga said they really in the field, but they hiding
Young fly nigga, shit I coulda been a pilot
All I talk is cash, broke nigga stay silent
Hop up out the Wraith, doors on that shit suicide shit
I don't even want to fuck your bitch, too much mileage
You the type to walk the whole morn, never buy shit
Pussy nigga thinking I'm a lick, come and try it
Young nigga lane switching in that foreign
I ain't nothin' like your nigga 'cause he broke and boring
If I put that on gang, on gang, bitch we scoring
Bro, my bro got the Glock and got to shooting like he Jordan
I ain't finna do shit, don't speak on shit
Give a fuck about your nigga, he don't be on shit
I don't need no nigga, I don't need no bitch
I be taking away that ex and I don't need no lisp
Niggas thought that I was out, bitch I think not
If I talk to this bitch nice, she'll give me top
Niggas still ain't seeing ten, you still ain't seeing guap
And I just put it in her stomach, that's her G-spot
Everybody think that bitch loyal, we don't see not
Spent a hundred on some kicks, that's like Rebox
All these colors on my chain, I'm a peacock
And you the type to pull the trigger while his d cocked
You play dumb and go blind when you see opps
And his bitch tried to pull the Jack out the beanstalk
And my mama raised a man, I don't need no pops
They don't want to pay no homage, bitch we need props
Bitch
Young nigga lane switching in that foreign
I ain't nothin' like your nigga 'cause he broke and boring
If I put that on gang, on gang, bitch we scoring
Bro, my bro got the Glock and got to shooting like he Jordan
I ain't finna do shit, don't speak on shit
Give a fuck about your nigga, he don't be on shit
I don't need no nigga, I don't need no bitch
I be taking away that ex and I don't need no lisp
I would if I could, I can't speak on it
That chain ain't him, ain't no D on it
And this a tennis, not no real chain
You ready broke bitch, she use a bro name
Aye, throw it back, let me see something
You ain't never left the hood, you ain't see nothing
Real niggas only gon' shoot, well let's discuss it
Niggas still claim that block but don't be from it
Said you it, when you see me, better bust then
Bought a Jag the first time I ever touched ten
'Round me nigga, ain't no bitch want to fuck then
Ring the bell, get the dough, then we rush in
Really in the field, bitch we outside sliding
Nigga said they really in the field, but they hiding
Young fly nigga, shit I coulda been a pilot
All I talk is cash, broke nigga stay silent
Hop up out the Wraith, doors on that shit suicide shit
I don't even want to fuck your bitch, too much mileage
You the type to walk the whole morn, never buy shit
Pussy nigga thinking I'm a lick, come and try it
Young nigga lane switching in that foreign
I ain't nothin' like your nigga 'cause he broke and boring
If I put that on gang, on gang, bitch we scoring
Bro, my bro got the Glock and got to shooting like he Jordan
I ain't finna do shit, don't speak on shit
Give a fuck about your nigga, he don't be on shit
I don't need no nigga, I don't need no bitch
I be taking away that ex and I don't need no lisp
