Pretending To Be The One We got London on the train your niggas ain't talking bout them what the *** y'all doing to my six you niggas ain't talk about them What the *** y'all doing to my six you bitches ain't talking about them What the *** y'all doing to my six you bitches ain't talking bout them What the *** y'all doing to my six Might get some work, I might come up My favorite hustler is done up My favorite rebel is me My bank account filled with commas You niggas ain't talking bout them What the *** y'all doing to my six you bitches ain't talking bout them What the *** y'all doing to my six I got no commas on commas I'm rocking polo pajamas I went to jail, I might go to hell I used to sell drugs to my mama I got a scale, I'm ducking from 12 I eat Benihana's like Madonna's Yeah, my partner got jam and can't see his fam So middle finger to your honor Yeah, what the *** is you doing to my section *** my girl with no protection *** the world with no protection She fell in love with my profession I drop and I rap on the side of course She feeling the ride of course I had to style the Porsche I got the loud of course I wore a smile to court Flexin' Yeah, you know I'm flexin' Shorty say she wanna Houston So I flew her to Texas And my shorty so damn fine I charge her to text her I got a selection in my collection So why the *** will you deme say she got thined You niggas ain't talking bout attendance What the *** y'all doing to my section you niggas ain't talking bout attendance What the *** y'all doing to my section you bitches ain't talking bout attendance What the *** y'all doing to my section You bitches ain't talking bout attendance What the *** y'all doing to my section Might get some work, I might come up My favorite hustler is Donna My favorite rebel is me My bank account filled with commas You niggas ain't talking bout net What y'all doing to my section You bitches ain't talking bout net What y'all doing to my section Walk around that bitch with a mean mug I walk around my house with a lean mug She poke my dick out and get a bad hug And then the bitch swallow all of these cups I walk up in your house with machine guns Catch you on the couch watching reruns Shoot first then I ask questions later Nigga mad when I get no response Oh, been had hoes since peach fuzz Been had money since peach fuzz Shining on these mother***ing bitch niggas I feel like the sun on the beach, bro My son got the cannon and he a loose cannon And I got the cannon and I am no different I got that money, money's not a problem How you like my Spanish? Money's no problemo Up in my section, I'm laughing with bitches I don't get the jokes, but I do get the pussy Smoking that lot, I know you want to shush me Don't need security, my homie a bully Take me a shot, hit the blunt on my setup If she ain't ***ing, that's okay, no pressure, I gladly Tell her like Styler and Stanley Blah, blah, blah, blah, please get the *** out my section You niggas ain't talking bout net What the *** y'all doing to my section You niggas ain't talking bout net What the *** y'all doing to my section You bitches ain't talking bout net What the *** y'all doing to my section You bitches ain't talking bout net What the *** y'all doing to my section Might get some work, I might come up My favorite hustler is Thunna My favorite rebel is me My bank account filled with commas You niggas ain't talking bout net What y'all doing to my section You bitches ain't talking bout net What y'all doing to my section