I'm lookin' for a n***a to give some babies A handful of Weezy, sprinkle of Dave East Man, I ain't got no type like Jimmy and Swayze But if he can't * three times a night, peace I tried to * 50 for a powerful hour But all that n***a wanna do is talk power We beat the pussy up, make sure it's a KO Step your binks up, like you movin' at Yayo Somebody go and make sure Karrueche okay though I heard she think I'm tryna get a Coochie to Quavo They always wanna beat it up, goon up the pussy Man, maybe I should let him auto-tune up the pussy All these Bow Wow Challenge n****s lyin' and * Man, these Fetty Wap n****s say I ain't my * Drake worth a hundred million, he's buyin' me * But I don't know if the pussy wet though if he cryin' and * Meek still be in my DMs, I be havin' to duck him I used to pray for times like this, face ass when I * him Man, Uzi is my baby, he ain't takin' a L But he took it literally when I said go to hell Used to * with Young Thug, I ain't addressin' this * Caught him in my dressing room, stealin' dresses and * I used to kill this n***a with a list of testers and * How you want the puffy, can't say your S's and * Dreams of fuckin' one of these little rappers I'm just playin', but I'm sayin' Dreams of fuckin' one of these little rappers I'm just playin', but I'm sayin' Dreams of fuckin' one of these little rappers I'm just playin', but I'm sayin' Dreams of fuckin' one of these little rappers I'm just playin', but I'm sayin' I remember when I used to have a crush on Special Ed Shout out to Zyna, cause he made it out of special ed You wanna * me, you gotta get some special head Cause this pussy had these n****s on some special meds Like Mike Tyson, he was bitin' my * Talkin' bout, yo, why you got these n****s fightin' and *? On the real, I should make these n****s rap with the pussy Young and main, lady luck, get the strap of this pussy And I woulda had Odell Beckham bangin' the cape Till I saw him hoppin' out of cars, dancin' to Drake I been a five-star bitch, man, word to Gotti I'ma do that n***a Future Dirty, word to Scotti Had to cancel DJ Khaled, boy, we ain't speakin' Ain't no fat n***a tellin' me what he ain't eatin' YG in the game with the hammer, yellin' gang, gang This ain't what I meant when I said a gang bang Tekashi won the menage, I said Treyway Curved him and went to Kim and Kanye way MCop to Barbie Dreamhouse and you can play the part I ain't tryna bust it open in the trailer park Dreams of fuckin' one of these little rappers I'm just playin', but I'm sayin' Dreams of fuckin' one of these little rappers I'm just playin', but I'm sayin' Dreams of fuckin' one of these little rappers I'm just playin', but I'm sayin' Dreams of fuckin' one of these little rappers I'm just playin', but I'm sayin' You know I'm all about them dollars I be supportin' them scholars I love them pimpin' some brain But he wantin' me to ride it So I said, * it, I'm in He wanna cut like a tram And if he act like he know I'll let him * it again I got them bars, I'm indicted I'm poppin', I'm uninvited I said, just lick on the clitoris, n***a Don't fuckin' bite it I ride this n***a in a circle I turn Stefan into Urkel I go arounds and arounds And I'ma go down in slow motion Then I pick it up, look at it I said, Daddy, come get at it, uh Yellow brick road He said that I am a wiz at it Yeah, they want it, want it You know I flaunt it, flaunt it I'ma transfer to everything I do They do, yeah, I put them up on it, on it Dímelo, papi, papi Yo quiero sloppy, sloppy I'll give it to you if you beat it up like Baki, Baki I'ma kill him with the shoe No ceiling, it's in the roof And I'm big, give me the loot Twelve cylinders in the coupe I get down with the chrome No tellin' when I'ma shoot I just bing, bing, bing Real killers is in my group Guerrillas is in my unification And where it's here, where did I shine, shine, shine? Got diamonds all in my kit Cuz I'm an L, eight times more than When niggas lootin' in my flow Spit crack, I think that nigga usin' He done bodied, everybody ain't closin' These bitches losin', usin', usin' Up a bitch movin' No, I ain't studdin' And no, I ain't rubin' Grrr, damn, a bitch snoozin' Shout out to my Jews, the Chimeric Rubin' Big bags, tell these yes, they be protrudin' I be like, * him, * him, bring the Lubin' I be like, * him, * him, bring the Lubin'