God forgives I don't

Yeah Yeah Yeah

My b**ch so mean she bite down on my dick

I call her Roscoe Dash

She be writing all on my sh*t

My mind still on my money

My niggas still on my side

Ain't' got no worries ni**a

All we do is ride

Don't switch out like Pacquiao

Still gone put my stacks down

Half a mill on May Weather

I count it down to my crack house

My T-shirt cost 15 my chain ran 1 3

That champagne I piss out Cristal

F**k Mitt Romney

Top down in my foreign Double M we touring

God damn her a** fat my bank account enormous

You can look me in my face

(I ain't got no worries)

(I ain't got no worries)

(I ain't got no worries)

See the sh-rooms keep me up

(I ain't got no worries)

(I ain't got no worries)

(I ain't got no worries)

You see money right there

Yeah that's Tunechi right there

(turn up)

Yeah that's Mack Maine right there

And we ain't got no worries

You see p**sy right there redbone mangos right there

See them sh-roomies right there

We ain't got no worries

Tunechi in this b**ch

Everybody should be worried

Them p**sy niggas be purring

B**ches be digging me I feel buried

And if she make this dick hard

She woke up a sleeping giant

Man your b**ch speak in tongues every time

We speak in private

Hope your barber shop open

Cause we got hair triggers

Smoke so much that Smokey the Bear

Have to bear with us

And that Jeep with the doors off

That means that b**ch sleek

All these b**ch think they're the sh*t

I sent them up shits creek

You see Tunechi right here give me brain ideas

It's ok if you turn up

Just don't turn off my light years

All I know is I do it

What I'm smoking I grew it

These are Blood gang Piru

And all rats gotta die even Stewart

On my private jet is my stewardess is your b**ch ni**a

B**ch Ni**a

I know gold-diggers and ditch-diggers

You don't get dissed you get disfigured

She say sorry I didn't shave

So that p**sy a little furry

I put that p**sy in my face:

I ain't got no worries

Tunechi

You can look me in my face

(I ain't got no worries)

(I ain't got no worries)

(I ain't got no worries)

See the sh-rooms keep me up

(I ain't got no worries)

(I ain't got no worries)

(I ain't got no worries)

You see money right there

Yeah that's Tunechi right there

(turn up)

Yeah that's Mack Maine right there

And we ain't got no worries

You see p**sy right there redbone mangos right there

See them sh-roomies right there