Ain't no tellin'
What I'm finna be on
I'm beyond all that *** ***
Hey lil' mama
Would you like to be my sunshine?
Nigga touch my gang
We gon' turn this *** to Columbine
Ice on my neck
Cost me ten times three
Thirty thousand dollars
For a nigga to get flee
I just hit Rodéo and
I spent like ten Gs
I just did a show and
Spent the check on my mama
When I go on vacay
I might rent out the Bahamas
And I keep like ten phones
Damn I'm really never home
All these niggas clones
Tryna copy what I'm on
Nigga get your own
Tryna pick a nigga bone
Word to brother Skip
Boy I had a good day
Metro PCS trappin' boy
I'm making plays
Fifty shades of grey
Beat that pu--y like Hulk Hogan
I know you know my slogan
If it ain't 'bout guap I'm gone
Niggas hatin' cause
I'm chosen from the
Concrete I had rose
Shawty starin' at my necklace
Cause my diamonds really froze
Put that d-ck up in her pu--y
Bet she feel it in her toes
I'm a real young ni--a
From the six throwing bows
I'm a real young ni--a
From the six throwing bows
Real young ni--a
From the six throwing bows
In the middle of the party
Bitch get off me
In the cut I'm rolling up
My broccoli
Ya I know your baby mama
Fond of me
All she want to do is smoke
That broccoli
Whispered in my ear she trying
To leave with me
Said that I can get that
Pu--y easily
Said that I can hit that ***
So greasily
I'm a dirty dog
I did it sleazily
Ain't no tellin'
What I'm finna be on
I'm beyond all that *** ***
Ain't no tellin'
What I'm finna be on
I'm beyond all that *** ***
I got companies and Pesos
I got people on my payroll
She don't do it 'less I say so
I don't smoke if it ain't fuego
I should sauce 'em up like Prego
Fettucini with Alfredo
All I wanted was the fame
And every game they made on Sega
I was five or six years old
When I had told myself
Ok you're special
But I treat you like
My equal never lesser
I was twenty-six years old
When we had dropped
This one amazing record
Had the world stepping
That's what I call epic
Couple summers later I got paper
I acquired taste for
Salmon on a bagel
With the capers on a square plate
At the restaurant with the
Why you got to stare face
To know I either ball or
I record over the snare and bass
Rapper face, dread headed
Golden diamond teeth wearing
They just mad cause I got
That cheese bitch I keep dairy
Turnt up in the party getting
Lit to Yachty
With a Spanish Barbie word
To my mami
In the middle of the party bitch
Get off me
In the cut I'm rolling up my
Broccoli
Ya I know your baby mama
Fond of me
All she want to do is smoke
That broccoli
Whispered in my ear she
Trying to leave with me
Said that
I can get that pu--y easily
Said I can hit that ***
So greasily
I'm a dirty dog I did
It sleazily