Say boy, you went too crazyDamn, what we need some more Muhammad AliI can * any bitch I want cause I'm cockyHold 3-5 in the wood, but this is not PeteNiggas say they lookin' for me, bitch, you know I'm out of theseI vanish mode, all my bitches can't tell on mePut me on your close friends, you wanna suck on meAnd I know that pussy good, my dog told meHe also told me never come outside without your heatIt's 3 o'clock when I slide in them DMsThey gon' whop, all them niggas wanna be himShoot her up, nigga, whenever I see himWe slide in early morning, boy, it ain't gotta be PMDamn, is that ass real? Baby, let me touch it* that, let me get behind it, baby, let me * itShe say, why you still soft? Bitch, you gotta suck itOh, you don't suck dick? Bitch, ain't no sister comingSlow down on the purse, cause I kept throwing upWhere you from? What you paying? Nigga, throw it upWe in the two-door, but four hoes tryna go with usI told them they could stay at the club if they ain't tryna *No cap, no money, no money, no moneyNo cap in my rocks, we don't do no linesThat ass ain't fat enough, that bitch ain't no wasp lineStop cheating on my bitch, Lord knows I'm tryingBut these hoes for everybody, ain't none of these hoes mineI'm a dog, so I hit that bitch doggy styleShe said, put it in her ass, down lil' mama wildSpot on evergreen, I'm a fuckin' wild childI lay lil' mama on the floor like some fuckin' towelYou bought a chopper and another nigga hood with wapThey want beef, then I'ma serve a nigga double wapShe wanna * me, I just told her, hold her, suck me, slap meRecorded on my phone, I'm kinda sneaky like I'm paparazziI pop pills, but I never ever doWe crash out on the house, but this ain't kamikazeBad bitch don't know her name, so I'ma call her kaijiI knew I was gon' * her from the first time I caught her smileyThey be twinkin' on the net, but they ain't really got anybodyThey just cheerin' for them niggas, never call them bodyI might go and kill a nigga, never talk about itLeave him layin' on the floor, put some chalk around itI'm from the west, where the youngin' ride with DrakeRob a nigga for everything he got, if he ain't gang hoBaby, let me *, I ain't got time for the gang hoI ain't finna kiss you, but I'll bust on your face, hoThey killin' the first time, I'ma spin againHe got that wood on him, so * it, I'ma kill his friendsLurkin' with my tool till it time to drill againThey smoke Mar-9, nigga, tryna smoke twin