I know niggas plottin' I know they want me, but that hammer on me When I go to bed, when I go to sleep Got the gun in the sheet Or I got me a bitch, I got me some money Either three of the three She say she wan' eat, so I up my meat Said bon appétit You don't fuck with me, you don't fuck with me That what it's gon' be I come from the trenches I had to get paid Ain't nothin' for free Chopper from Greece make your bitch ass go jump in the creek I'm drivin' this bitch with my phone, we talkin' a car with no key I hop in the V, go to the stu' and go drop me a V This bitch talking to us, she talking to you, she talking to me I had fifteen blunts today bae you should see what I see I see pigeons in a heard, I see flying sheep You talk on the beef, you talking to me, but talk is too cheap You sneak dissing me to her and he but we gonna see Hit that bitch with the du' du' du' du' du' du' du' du' du' du' du' She be like aw shit Hit his ass with the du' du' du' du' du' du' du' du' du' du' He tryna talk shit Ballout gonna pull up and pop your ass like a balloon, nigga I'm in the Maybach I'm riding it like it's a broom, nigga Get the shit clear when the elephant up in the room, nigga And I got a .45 Glock and six of the shrooms, nigga Leave your bitch ass bloody red, we leave you maroon, nigga Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, we making it home, nigga I was just rolling the pack up we call it the strong, nigga Get in the kitchen, get your ass off of the phone, nigga I always wished that the money and me had a bond, nigga If you ain't never quit, you are the one, nigga You want the bitch? I'm sellin' her, send me the funds, nigga Feelin' that way about it, then go get your gun, nigga Aye, I fell in love with being rich With a rich bitch, how she rich, she don't ask me for shit Told my lil' cousin don't ask me for shit We used to see how high we could get Used to go and buy me a split You might see me out sellin' the shit When my granny was telling me shit I was out servin' belly and shit Son why you keep buying cars? This for Rosa, Harriet and 'nem Riding around with thirty in there I don't know no one as scary as him Tell that lil' ole fool, just be cool, fore' ya'll be burying him Glad I ain't get a job 'cause I hate work Bitch ate me like dessert but she ate first She ate my dick up on the spot, you went on a date first Nah I ain't joking, April Fools, nigga it's May 1st Smoking that gasoline-a, riding with nina' in back of the V-na Why I didn't show up to court? I do not know it's gon' get me subpoena Know she gon' let me freak her, say she don't squirt, she is a creamer Fifty for a show, fifty for a verse, nigga ain't answer for neither I'm in a new spaceship I'm finna go pick up a eater Bitch thought I was gon' love her, but I am a demon, I had to leave her Bitch is a dick pleaser, and when she be suckin' she is a teaser Make me up the nina', up the nina' and macarena I don't want your thot you can keep her, even though she gon' stop when she see us Man I be loaded with racks, I be counting up guap in the theater We was up in the theater, I seen a bad bitch and I'm stoppin' to meet her She took pics in the Rolls, dropped that bitch off, she hopped in a Beetle Got enough diamonds for leisure, if I go broke I so happen to need 'em She know my pockets is green, and she bit that apple I Adam and Eve'd her I make her call me daddy, when I be fucking I slap and I beat her Got a lil' bitch in the club, throw 10k when I pop in and see her Young nigga comin' from nothin', hop out the Rolls, hop in the Lambo Then when I hop out the Lambo, hop in the Maybach, call it the Limo And we got sticks like Rambo, bitch we got guns, never run out of ammo I can get in any hood in blend in, bitch you can call me camo Got LV on my sandal, this ain't no fruad, no this ain't no scam though Ridin' around with a fan, think you hot, we blow out your candle Beat yo' ass with a whippet, not the small one, the one with the handle Fonem'll take your life so never take that shit for granted White Vet, black stripes, riding in a zebra I don't fuck with niggas you know all my brothers keeper Playin' with my money pussy, know this shit get deeper Riding through my city, I'ma reaper Nigga laid up on his back he a sleeper Forgiatos color money, color jalapeños Out in LA ridin' around wit' a singer And I'm ridin' 'round with my bee's we'll sting ya I don't love bitches nigga you know that I'm a cheater Since I got the pounds she think she can smoke the weed up I ain't even gotta pop out to be G'd up I po' up in the club, all the hoes, when we geeked up I'm sippin' on lean, Styrofoam like a tea cup Nigga talking down, when I'm around, speak up Ten thousand a month I spend on my speaker Playin' wit' my name, nigga get you a t-shirt