I be lookin' at my Pyrex pot, not a bitch ass

I be lookin' at my Pyrex pot, not a bitch ass

Huh, huh

I be starin' at my Pyrex pot, not a bitch ass

I been pushed weight and I ain't never had a gym bag (Woo)

I be whippin' so much I got whiplash (Skrrt)

You know this Shazaam like Sinbad (Woo)

I don't fuck with that ****, y'all know that (Huh?)

Had to crop him out the picture like Kodak (Bye)

See, I'll lay a **** down like a doormat (Woo)

'Cause ain't nan' **** bigger than the program

I make a ho eat on some toe jam

I been ten toes down with the floor plan (Woo)

I be up late nights like Conan (Yeah)

You better get another ho if your ho playin'

I like countin' new money like blue strips (Cha-ching)

I like to order stuffed chicken out of Ruth Chris

You wanna take this pill, bitch, chew this

But I ain't showin' nan' **** how to do this

I can shoot good, but I'm good with my wrist

I don't want your ho 'cause I'm good with my bitch

I don't want your clothes, I'm good with my 'fit

I made my money, I'm good with my lick

I love my ****, I'm good with my clique

I don't trust nobody, I don't need new friends

In New York City, got weed in my Timbs

But I just want a house and a brand-new Benz

I just wanna ball for the times that I couldn't

If you don't get a ring, you'll feel like a woman

This for everybody thought I was green like a pickle

I'ma treat him like a cow, milk him

I don't need a soda, fluid's my ism

I don't need friends to prove my image

A one-man army, I'm the whole village

I take a razor blade and use it like scissors

'Cause I can be broke and use my rizzle

Anybody ho'll go if you the right ****

I'd rather chase chicken, so choose the right mission

It's possible that I'm Tom Cruise in my vision

I like rubber bands and blues with my fifties

It's magical, sound like blues when I'm whippin' (Woo, woo)

That drank got nothin' to do with my pimpin' (Wow)

Take white, add water, it's green like physics

'Cause I can shoot good, but I'm good with my wrist

I don't want your ho 'cause I'm good with my bitch

I don't want your clothes, I'm good with my 'fit

I made my money, I'm good with my lick

I love my ****, I'm good with my clique

I don't trust nobody, I don't need new friends

In New York City, got weed in my Timbs

But I just want a house and a brand-new Benz

'Cause I can shoot good, but I'm good with my wrist

I don't want your ho 'cause I'm good with my bitch

I don't want your clothes, I'm good with my 'fit

I made my money, I'm good with my lick

I love my ****, I'm good with my clique

I don't trust nobody, I don't need new friends

In New York City, got weed in my Timbs

But I just want a house and a brand-new Benz