No, you the gold
My bitch can't tell me *
Get out my way when I come through
You can get slumped too
I don't wanna * with nobody
I'm scraped when I need it
Then why they ain't come through?
I'd rather do * myself
Give a damn when they say I went deaf
I see you covering that hoe, I went deaf
Yeah, that hoe bad, but that hoe get the bell
Hold on, wait
She ain't dick, we don't go on dates
You let him slide, then I'm going on skates
I ain't do niggas, she know I don't play
Hold on, wait
Hold on, pop me too much of this *
Why the * he ain't drop it too much
And this bitch, he gon' turn into a robber
He brought a stick out, can't feel it in my pocket
This * get sloppy
Brought through a flea flicker, I made the pass
I ain't feelin' me with you, let's just buy cash
Hoe need to slow down, I'm movin' too fast
We havin' more pounds, roll up the gas
Might be in your town, I got my man
Know we gon' go down, we on your ass
Go for your picture, I'm bout to flash
You know I'm that nigga, that's why they mad
Don't ask me * about no nigga at all
I'm never gon' know every time
Don't tell them before a minute that I don't know nothin'
And I'ma act slow every time
I never did do the drama, cause bitch, I'm a monster
And I owe the score every time
I really feel like Obama, cause I'm presidential
And them bitches know I ain't lyin', I don't wait in line
Big *, walk around with some big *, the biggest
These niggas know I'm the biggest, I mean it
Ain't gotta say I'm the realest, I'm spinnin'
Talk to a million like Dennis, I'm thuggin'
That's why these lil' bitches love me, I'm hustlin'
Swear I can't stop it for nothin', * ugly
They play with you, it get ugly, disgusted
They play with you, I'ma bust it
Bitch can't tell me *
Get out my way when I come through, you can get slumped too
I don't wanna * with nobody, I'm straight
When I need it, then why they ain't come through
I'd rather do * myself
Give a damn when they say I want death
I see you cuffin' that hoe, I want death
Man, that hoe bad, but that hoe get the belt
Hold on, wait, * ain't big, we don't go on dates
You don't slide, they don't go on skates
I ain't them niggas, you know I don't play
Hold on, wait, hold on, pop it
Too much of this *, why the * he ain't droppin'
Too much of this bitch, he gon' turn to a robin'
He brought a stick, I can't feel it in my pocket
This * get sloppy, hold on, wait
I ain't them niggas, you know I don't play