Yo, uh, I don't fuck with none of y'all rap ****

Don't reach a hand for no dap ****

I don't sneak diss or @ ****

Just plot my coarse and I clap ****

Laugh at all of you rap ****

Claim you in the streets where you at ****

You a hustler now, you got a pack ****

I'ma tell you now watch your back ****

I don't want your shorty, she wack ****

Pass on your sister, she fat ****

I done came home and got fat ****

Now I flip weight and got racks ****

Purple jeans on my ass ****

You a broke boy, you need a cast ****

You the actor type, you need a cast ****

I done came home and blew past ****

Diadoras walk past ****

I press ignore my old bitch

Cousin choosey says she wanna do me

If she asks about it, I don't know shit

Can't lie, that bitch cute

You know I'm fin too Bend her over, grip her shoulder

Hit her with that Rick Rude

That **** pussy, and that pussy snuck me

He ain't want the fade, so that pussy cut me

I'm getting pussy and I'm getting money

Everybody eating, y'all look at hungery

About to cop a cuban and it's looking chunky

And I dare a pussy to come and take it from me

Your life a joke and it's looking funny Keep on acting cute and it's getting ugly

Put a hooptie car on my wrist And I spend rim prices on sneakers

Three fifty seven fresh out the box And I bang that bitch like a speaker

Not your ****, call me God garments fresh like it's Easter

If you spending with them **** Guarantee my prices is cheaper

All my **** is 100

All my bitches is 100

Two fifties, blue benjies What I'm saying

100

Two thirties and a forty on me

Just add it up and that's 100

EBE, we the mob, what I'm saying

100

All my **** is 100

All my bitches is 100 Two fiftys, blue benjiges

What I'm saying

100

Two thirties and a forty on me

Just add it up and that's 100

EBE, we the mob, what I'm saying

100