My Everything, Pt. III

Ooh, ooh, ooh Oh, oh And this beat from Cash, not from You-Tube She actin' naughty, she want me to spank it (uh-huh) Bad lil' bitch, not basic Give you my time, you better not waste it We catch a opp, no waitin', like (like what?) We just gon' up in broad day, shit (we just gon' up in broad day) Feelin' like Wick 'cause the way that I aim it, like (the way that I aim) Ain't no where you can go when them bullets start rainin' (ah) No, I ain't mad, that ain't my ho, like (that ain't my ho) He think he it, but he not though (he not though) She let me hit in a Tahoe (let me hit in a Tahoe) Made any packs off a iPhone (uh-huh) Fuckin' her good, so she keep callin' my phone (uh-huh) Totin' this knockеr, I can't stop for police Heard he a shootеr, I heard he was police (I heard he was what?) I heard that he slidin', he bang for his homies I heard he got knocked and start blamin' his homies (like what?) He claim that thot, but he ain't the only (ain't the only) Droppin' the Y, that shouldn't be on me (be on me) She get off the 'Migo then ride like a pony (like a pony) Kay in the cut and he dangerous (uh-huh) She act bad with the jatty, she know how to shake it (and she know how to) I act bad with the beam on the ratty, I don't gotta chase it (ooh) Put the beam on the bag, then flame it (grrah-grrah, boom) Ask around town, you know I ain't basic (you know I ain't basic) If I give you some time, I just hope you don't waste it (I just hope you don't waste it) Baby girl come here, come here, let me taste it (come here, let me taste it) Ever catch you cheatin', I'ma up and flame it (i'ma up and flame it) Ayy, she actin' gangster, she want me to slap her, ayy Street nigga, not like a rapper I don't be cappin', but bitch, I'm a Kappa She wanna know what my life like I need her with me, I just might nap her Can see she be livin' the night-life? Tell her hop on the Finsta, I just might add her Tell the lil' ho she don't know me though And she think she is it but she not though Real fans look at me like Pac though Still gang bang like I'm Rock though (I'm Rock) Need a bitch act like my Mama Shout out to my pops though (shout out to my Pops though) Asian bitch love Benihana, but shout out to my Vatos In L.A. I'm ridin' Lamb's, in the 'Raq I'm duckin' potholes (skrrt) Swervo ain't got none but tens, I can't be seen with Patos Forty Glocks, four Nics, I pop those Watch a nigga cook slow like pot-roast (fuck) You don't get what I got though Why you hatin', suckin' dick on my post? (Pussy) Ho actin' naughty, she want me to spank it Bad lil' bitch, not basic I give you my time, you better not waste it If you jealous, you just gotta face it Gotta be happy I'm mad rich From the block, I ain't never had shit And I used to be stressed, that's past tense Like Roddy, courtside wit' a bad bitch She actin' naughty, she want me to spank it (uh-huh) Bad lil' bitch, not basic Give you my time, you better not waste it We catch a opp, no waitin', like (no waitin', like) We just gon' up in broad day, shit (we just gon' up in broad day) Feelin' like Wick 'cause the way that I aim it, like (the way that I aim) Ain't no where you can go when them bullets start rainin' No I ain't mad, that ain't my ho, like (uh-huh) He think he it, but he not though (but he not though) She let me hit in a Tahoe (she let me hit in a) Made any packs off a iPhone (made any packs off a iPhone) Fuckin' her good, so she keep callin' my phone (like what?) Totin' this knocker, I can't stop for police Heard he a shooter, I heard he was police (I heard he was) She actin' naughty, she want me to spank it Bad lil' bitch, not basic Give you my time, you better not waste it Ooh, ooh, ooh Oh, oh Ooh, ooh, ooh Oh, oh