I don't do well takin niggas advice
Ah ah
F*ck I look like diggin up a bunch of dead situations and given me life
Ah ah
Tell me why your closest niggas hit me up then act like they forget me when I give em the price
Ah uh
In da lab cookin up Hoping I get to get me a slice
I don't chop it up wit niggas
I only give em the dice
I don't be f*ckin yo girl
I only hit that shit twice
I was taught to get the shit ya self
And if it helps
I been waste deep inside that water wit niggas that isnt Phelps
And surround by the bitches that love to go kiss and tell
F*ck they whole side I'm never gon wish em well
Or give em a call
Them niggas gon learn the harder way
Should I give em the ball
All them Clown niggas wasnt wise wit they penny's at all