Not a grave, Not a grave, Not a grave, Not a grave, Not a grave, Not a grave, Not a grave Wait, hold up, hold up, hold up Niggas' pockets on the diet, catfish, niggas' lyin' Nigga, you tried it, I do this without tryin' Mama keep on tellin' me, I'm proud of you Mama, shut the *** up, you ain't even got no product Nigga had it rough, but I'm still Gucci Blister on my feet, from these shoes, but they still Gucci Bitch pussy weak, but it's still coochie Bitch ass faker than her hair, but it's still booty I ain't got no manners, I'm a foolish Nigga like the toilet, I'll let this bitch use me Especially at the crib, that means she finna do me Bitch, I ain't no kid, I'm tryna get the cooties The head and all that other *** that you be doin' It's simple, baby, pull up like a huggie Like a Big Mac, I want you to make love to me I remember back then, if she was in the streets I still couldn't hit it, like a parkour Now she gettin' curved, R.I.P. swerve From the Jordan down, I remember I had a bucket, I'm so foreign Now, bitch, don't drown, I just threw thirty-five On a necklace, bitch, I'm that reckless Really, I'm that nigga still livin' like a peasant No, I'm not broke, I'm just humble if you guessin' You just wanna ***, huh? Bitch, you guessed it, bye Niggas pockets on a diet, catfish niggas lyin' Nigga, you tried it, I do this without tryin' Mama, keep on tellin' me I'm proud of you Mama, shut the *** up, you ain't even got no Prada Nigga had it rough, but I'm still Gucci Blister on my feet from these shoes, but they still Gucci Bitch pussy weak, but it's still coochie Bitch ass faker than her hair, but it's still booty I ain't got no manners, I'm a foolish I ain't got no manners, nigga, I ain't Jeffrey Fresh Prince of Compton, I ball Lisa Leslie Only thing I see is hoes, nigga, I'm a lesbian I ain't showin' off, I just forgot to take my meds, though I don't buy *** that's on sale, I ain't settlin' Thousand dollar shoes hit the gas when I'm pedalin' She ain't used to this, this bitch only wear leggings Like a salad, that's just how that bitch dressin' Dior this, Dior that, nigga, these ain't Converse If you ain't talkin' money, I don't wanna converse I be puttin' on a show, book me for the concert Niggas wearin' cap, and you be cappin' in your verse Nigga, you a joke, I be laughin' at your verse Niggas wearin' man bags, bitch, that's a purse You can't do it, so I'm finna buy your bitch a purse He ain't love, bitch love her