F**k ni**a them f**k niggas my blunt bigger than these Lil' niggas

Keep stuntin with your b**ch a** you'll get Jacked and Jilled ni**a

F**k wrong with these sissy niggas

I'm smoking that Bill Bixby ni**a I'm spendin money spendin money

Ben Franklin dizzy ni**a

Your b**ch on my dick I told her I was busy

She say “Wayne on me Wayne on me” cause yo a** need drizzlin'

That p**sy came gift-wrapped bow and a ribbon

And if she bounce that a** then I'm dribblin

That p**sy so wet it turned into a Gremlin

There's only one me ain't no equivalent

She give me brain brain like trivia

I got a black b**ch and a red b**ch

I call them hoes Aunt Vivian Chopper knock your face off

Black shades Ray Charles I be killing young hoes

I got your ho up in my graveyard I ain't working with a full deck

But I pull out that Ace card she grab that dick with 2 hands

Like she about to pray for it clips hanging no curfew

F**k you and who birthed you I'm shining like church shoes

Birdman Jr y'all birdfood I'm bout it

I said I'm about to cum

She opened her mouth: water fountain

When I'm on the scene I'm on that lean

B**ch I'm drowsy

Man I'm so high I don't know what I'm laughing about

I got bars ni**a

And it's happy hour

Riding round with them choppas not them ninas

Riding around with a b**ch named Molly and she on Molly – ha

B**ch I put my foot in your a** karate

Man these niggas can't see me like a diary

Smoke that w**d let's get irie

Nina shut up that b**ch got a silencer

Top of the gun there is a scope

I close one eye I look like a pirate f**k it

Trukfit my b**ch up Tunechi lee big nuts

I'm getting my dick sucked

I blow w**d like it's dust

Spacehead: love p**sy hate feds

Just bought my girl a Ferrari Spider

Told her drive it like it got 8 legs

I'm a made ni**a: Machiavelli

That Mack-11 necessary

I'm a hard head: I pop the cherry

No p**sy no rats no Tom and Jerry

They say your friends are your enemies

Well my friends are imaginary

I'm the motherf**kin resolution like the 1st of January

My ride cold and my b**ch hot

I'm tired as hell but my dick not

I don't gas no b**ch no pitstop

Smoke Barney and Baby Bop

Y'all niggas act like lady cops

My niggas smoke like coffee shops

That's syrup gang wafflehouse

Gunfight I'll knock you out

My b**ch titties is poppin out

We poppin up and we get it poppin

Mask on gloves on

Like Mickey Mouse clips stickin out

Like Nicki's a**

Smoking on that sticky bag

Weezy F: I'm big and bad

Small feet but I kick your a**

I'm the trigger man that shooting star

Eat that p**sy like caviar

She treat that dick just like a straw

How you like them apples Microsoft

Now wipe it off

I do Liv on Sundays: church

Step off in that motherf**ker fresher than some Certs

Uuh Who the f**k is Stevie J

I got the ball playing keepaway

Kidnap your a** kill your a**

Then hide your a** like an Easter Egg

It's Hollygrove to my deathbed

Just make sure my pillow's fluffed

Hit a ni**a with a million shots

What you call that A million bucks

Good w**d we pass around

Money talks: mine got a nasty mouth

It's Young Money Cash Money

Til the motherf**kin day I'm Cashin Out

Riding round with them choppas not them ninas

Your b**ch wanna come round her where the grass is greener

And if you passing that w**d I'm the wide reciever

Ad lib Tunechi follow the leader b**ch