F*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck
How do I see, I see it
I just put it up in the sticks
Please give me a break, that's it
I don't want that classy bitch
Give me that side, that's it
Round round with a stick
F*ck about no jail
Put me in that cell
Tell them lock me up for 20 plus
I don't care
F*ck they don't do about it
F*ck to a hundred for the ring about it
All I do is wake up, count up on my dawg
I did that shit so I get my little man
I see broke ass boy at work
And at the job I make my money
Flippin' then I put it in this bitch
Put a 4-1 on my bag
Feet on me, too scared
G-72 with a switch on it
I don't give no f*cks, the better I be
MSR, no 201
I put up and I put em low
I was rushin' to the emergency room
Had to take my opp to the emergency room
Nah, nah, nah
Gettin' money, gettin' money, gettin' money
I just walked out from my suit, two bags
And that shit for me
Yeah
When I wake up, I just put up with my gawking
And then stay on top
When I booted up, I left the hearse
And then I came back
Next day I just woke up
F*ck the government out
I just made my house
Think double, triple to a foul
Nah
Nah, murder K
Uh, uh, uh
No, I ain't no bitch
Cause when I pull up, I'ma shoot that hoe
Feelin' like Osama
Get your bitch and I'ma blow the hoe
Grab that sushi and an ARP
I'm finna blitz the bro
I ain't f*ckin' with these bitches
Cause they all so f*ckin' hoes
Keep on talkin' shit
And I'ma turn your ass into a ghost
They keep me on the neighborhood watch
Because I'm really dangerous
Every time I look around
I always see the f*ckin' strangers
Uh, uh, see the strangers
Every time I see a bitch
She gon' come and run to me
Shootin' at they head
Yeah, you know that shit sound fun to me
Smokin' on this gas
Yeah, that shit just like a bumblebee
She says she won't f*ck with other
So that bitch don't come to me