歌詞
Come on, ****
I'm the hardest youngin out, ****
Ayy
Hmm
My girl pissed off I got more hoes than Pac whip
You fucked the ho raw, she gave your ass the hot dick
She threw up on my balls and then became my top bitch
I can't believe you ate her out, man, you smell your top lip
I made him disappear, this lil' button do some magic
That lil' **** told, you let him slide 'cause he a rapper
She want the meat and cheese like Lunchables, I had to crack her
He ain't die, fuck it, we gon' slide back, Michael Jackson
Ain't signin' to no label, they don't even know my worth
A broke moan thug, you be waitin' for the first
Rob shit at gunpoint before I ever wrote a verse
Ironic, 'cause I left my 9-to-5, but it worked, hmm
I copped my first gun when my mama kicked me out
Ain't even have a bed, man, I was sweatin' on the couch
I believed in myself and I ain't never had a doubt
She call me ManMan Willy Wonka, I put the chocolate in her mouth, alright
Long live the Ruler, Pippy Long with me trippin'
Fuck Amiri jeans, I'ma stuff it in some Dickies
She ate the soccer balls, right after that, can't even kick it
Yeah, I seen a lot of shit, but I'd never be a witness
They like, "Go, Diego, go", man, I still kick it with my dogs
I let her hold the fin, right after that, she give me jaws
Got fans in every state, I'm takin' pictures at the mall
**** hear that life sentence, then they turn into the law
You wanna sign me? I'ma need a hundred thousand
She freakin' when she drunk, shit, I'ma need another bottle
Ain't stingy with the dick, I might just give it to your mama
From the Mitt, it go down in DM like Yo Gotti, huh
I just like to fuck and move on, I don't expose the whore
He lookin' for his bitch, what's her name? I probably sold the whore
Missionary legs behind her head, I'm tryna fold the whore
Can't run off with my cash, Marvin Sapp, I told him, "Close the doors"
It's one thousand of you, I see it, close them doors
Ushers, close the doors
Close the doors
Close the doors
Written by: Amuri Chambers
