Okay, let's go, n***a I ain't talkin' to a bitch like Nelly I ain't talkin' to a bitch like Nelly I ain't talkin' to a bitch like Nelly I ain't talkin' to a bitch like Nelly I ain't talkin' to a bitch like Nelly I ain't talkin' to a bitch like Nelly I make it jump like, like Craig in the 80s Baby, these bitch-ass n****s ain't crazy Broke-ass ass-cap go straight to my baby I don't make my bitch talk to me when we ***, talk back Big rocks on my wrist, I bust, bling Big Glock on my hip, I'm clutch, let's go Big rocks on a bitch, ain't nothin' She say I look good, bitch, I been doin' push-ups Played with Baby and Top, n***a, good luck My little daughter, Tuba, got six figures put up Knock his head off his neck before he look up Said, toes on their chest for a check, bitch, I stood up What that mean? I stood up on their neck for a check Uh-huh Now I'm out here, get him stressed, I'ma bet I get 300K for a show, bitch, I'ma do it, let's go Till them hoes get down, I spread, I don't got no hounders We be pullin' up back-to-back, play, we gon' handle it I been workin' with Thor and Montana Go to Brooklyn, won't wait for the touch of me, start it Put that stick in your face, screamin', I'ma get trade From the North Pole back in Richton, Atlanta Talk out his stock, put them bands on a bitch I be runnin' my city, the police don't like us They know we be steppin' on *** Put that blick on your brother, you feelin' some way Make him mad, tell him, dig up the bitch 2200, bet one how you livin', lil' n***a You know I be havin' this *** Paranoid every day, I be feelin' some way When you bring up the static and *** Switch the channel, we fixin' that stash That's sweet Give a n***a a clip, he can have it Hit the hittin' so quick, they think it's all the math N***a gon' try to hide in the house Get his ass and come out here, this bitch has some traps Like, boom, made a song in ten minutes, went black You know we still with the ***s, in the hit, we get axed Mention YB and Dravy, the game in the padlock My lil' bitch got that ass, with no waist, pretty faces These Pac n****s think she got ass shots I hit her from the back till we pass out I could angle that hoe, put a leg in the ankle lock Hold that bitch, this a tap out Be one deep on your street with that strap out One deep, *** a rapper, let's see what that rap got Got a brand new pistol, n***a I make it jump like, like Craig in the 80s Baby, these bitch-ass n****s ain't crazy Broke-ass ass-cap, go straight to my baby And I'll make my bitch talk to me when we ***, talk back Big rocks on my wrist, I bust, bling Big Glock on my hip, I'm clutch, let's go Get lost on the bitch, ain't nothin' Mic check, one two, check one, stretch two When it come to murder, you know how we do When I walk in this bitch, keep your hands to yourself If it go down, shoot it up, spin it, get in the car When you come to my house, you see everything new You probably'll find a strap in there or on there I went by Melrose on top of this paddock But, bitch, it ain't all I'ma talk about with you Shawty say she on me, yeah, we be on her ass As soon as I walk in the room N***a don't know me, yeah, we be on his ass Stalk him all through the day to the morn' Street n***a, I don't never pick and choose I be talkin' on somethin', make all them bitch n****s move Soon as we run down, we gon' date him You know it ain't certain, we never be leavin' no clues Hold on to the top, n***a, believe that I make it jump like, like crack in the 80s Baby, these bitch-ass n****s ain't crazy Broke-ass asscap, go straight to my baby Hold on to the top, talk to me And I'll make my bitch talk to me when we ***, talk back Big rocks on my wrist, I bust, bling Big Glock on my hip, I'm clutch, let's go Get lost on the bitch, ain't nothin' I make it jump like I'm Yannis Tryin' to see how it feel from behind, let's go Know that lil' bitch ain't ***, don't desert us So dick make that bitch give me hell with a condom Wanna gamble and *** out, let's get it We put racks on his mother***in' cap like a 50 Baby, pull up 2020, hop out like it's nothin' That lil' n***a stuntin', he *** I get high by myself in the skybox I get him out the house, two F&Ms for the day Why you bring him both out? N***a, why not? Let him go like a pro, let him try now I can go like a ho, I'ma bomb that Send my bro up to school, let him find out Pick my boy up from school and we sign out Indie ho to get real good in timeout Talk to him, n***a I make it jump like, like Craig in the 80s Baby, these bitch-ass n****s ain't crazy Broke-ass asscap go straight to my baby Talk to him, n***a And I'll make my bitch talk to me when we *** up Big rocks on my wrist, I bust it Big Glock on my hip, I'm clutchin' Get lost on the bitch, ain't nothin' Bitch Blame it on baby, n***a Blame it on mother***in' baby, n***a Blame it on baby Blame it on baby Yeah Let's go