Let It Sing

Nigga won't tell me, talkin' 'bout some You twenty percent more in it (Who's that?) Nigga you control the wheel there Flexed up, Billy Jean, yes-suh, everything She don't trust a nigga, nigga I don't trust a wedding ring Flexed up, Billy Jean, yes-suh, everything She don't trust a nigga, nigga I don't trust a wedding ring Yappa goin' bada-boom Yappa goin' bada-bing Ray Charles, I can't see, Aretha Franklin, let it sing Yappa goin' bada-boom Yappa goin' bada-bing Ray Charles, I can't see, Aretha Franklin, let it sing Sip out the canister, rollin' up cannabis I'm not permitted to cross into Canada Fired my manager, Robert Horry in the game Switch place, story stay the same Bail came in the mail, bust it down, you would think I'm Tory Lanez Broke prayin' for a whole thang Shot the tecs and a load came Flex on 'em like I'm Billy, bought a new hip, then told her "hit me" Tryna get next to me like I'm Tristan You think I'm really 'bout to let you get me? You think I'm really 'bout to let you bill it? You think you really 'posed to get a Bentley? All you do is stalk other hoe's pages, You cannot afford a payment on a Civic Keep it professional when you DM me You know your sister be all in my business Copyin' everythin' that I delivered TMZ I'm fightin' with Dreka We cannot do this in front of the children Lovin' this shit, she gon' go get a pistol Know this so crazy, probably wanna kill me How could you leave me Flexed up, Billy Jean, yes-suh, everything She don't trust a nigga, nigga I don't trust a wedding ring Flexed up, Billy Jean, yes-suh, everything She don't trust a nigga, nigga I don't trust a wedding ring Yappa goin' bada-boom Yappa goin' bada-bing Ray Charles, I can't see, Aretha Franklin, let it sing Yappa goin' bada-boom Yappa goin' bada-bing Ray Charles, I can't see, Aretha Franklin, let it sing Cookin' up, let me do what I want, Gold Rollie, touch, Cutter gon' launch In Cali, just call me an ally, You tell me the addi and daddy gon' punch Crunch time, gotta count in the clutch, Bust down, not the ho with the blunt Breakin' open a pipe, pourin' dope in the cup, Partner bought it, 'bout to open it up Big Body, doors openin' up Big Jamaican unloadin' the truck Big weight 'bout to go in the trunk, Bad bitch, give me brain in the trunk Just jugg, four M in a month, Two-fifty book a show, I'ma come Cappin' like they got more than us, Matter of fact, I just ordered up Shopliftin', they recorded us Remember back on the motorbus I could remember you treatin' me shitty back then 'Cause I wasn't important enough Straight from the back, how I'm grippin' the bitch, Throwin' dick in her kidney, she ballin' up In the mirror I glisten', the button ignition, The engine go RAH, when I start it up Flexed up, Billy Jean, yes-suh, everything She don't trust a nigga, nigga I don't trust a wedding ring Flexed up, Billy Jean, yes-suh, everything She don't trust a nigga, nigga I don't trust a wedding ring Yappa goin' bada-boom Yappa goin' bada-bing Ray Charles, I can't see, Aretha Franklin, let it sing Yappa goin' bada-boom Yappa goin' bada-bing Ray Charles, I can't see, Aretha Franklin, let it sing Aye, forgive me If I'm not energetic and hunky dory around this bitch When I got a motherfuckin' GPS monitor strapped to my leg. When I got a motherfuckin' P.O. tellin' me I can go travel to spend money, but I can't travel to make money You know, forgive me for not being enthusiastic, you heard me? When I got these fuckin' dick suckers On my motherfuckin' back 24 hours a day Playin' wit' me, you heard me? And now you fuckin' playin' wit' me