Dumbass

(Ooh, RJ) Tell your bitch to look at me while I'm- RJ always trippin', man RJ always trippin', man Ayy, tell your b- to look at me while I'm speakin' to you You forgot I hit that b- before she was your b- Even while you was with her, couldn't give her no d- When you was gettin' off, I was leavin' your crib Takin' sh- on your toilet, playin' with your kids Like tell your b- to look at me while I'm speakin' to you It's a lot of real sh- I've been meanin' to do You couldn't dance like me if you needed to groove Guess I set the tone, you lil' n- needed some moves (ugh) Guess I set the tone, chopper movin', Reggaeton Blood on my herringbone, won't leave me the - alone I say do it, do it, do it if that b- wanna do it to me Shoot it, shoot it, shoot it, you a killer, gotta prove it to me F- 'round with dawg, we don't f- 'round with law Get that pack in or we just get that backend, no shorts He on my end, them n- gotta tap in, no choice Want a damn slice, Skuba 40 make him surfboard She want Sada d-, say that she gon' twerk for it Hell no, lazy b-, hit the road, work for it Drop a four in that soda, pop a couple Percs for it Put a nine thousand pack (ayy) up your Bebe skirt for it (ugh) How a n- lil' sister say she want some MAC makeup? Can't get it for her, last time that we laid up Came out the bathroom, she was on my Facebook Cocked a right hand back, hit her with a straight hook B-, don't be playin' with my money phone That's that line I get bags and get money on N- always want a snitch n- to come home N- must be snitchin' too, baby, somethin' wrong Ayy, we do real n- dance moves, n-, you can't touch those I get money, I'm as happy as my custos Brand new rockstars with a dumb roll I'm a rockstar, I'll hit him with a drumroll See a opp, then it's crunch time, bag a combo See a opp, then it's punch time, TJ Combo Trap lookin' like the lunch line by the combos Bet you I can f- eight b- with a blindfold Hit a opp with the ugly shot like I'm Lonzo Catch a opp in the mornin' time like Alonzo 40 make him do the funny dance like Alfonso Bet you I can get eight bricks gone pronto I do my dance way better than you do it So - watch me do it And I shoot my .45 way better than you So lil' - let me shoot it And I'm gon' f- your b- way better than you Even though you don't want me to do it And 'bout five n- with me right now Got CC dubs, wanna call police, can't do it We legal with these straps (ayy, uh) Still illegal with these traps (ayy, uh) Shoot a n- like it's craps (ayy, uh) I give h- don't give daps (ayy, uh) I raise h- don't raise kids (ayy, uh) F- her face and shoot my kids (ayy, uh) 'Cause I dance like I did (uh) Make these n- look like feds with this sh- (ayy, uh) You forgot I hit that b- before she was your b- (uh) Even while you was with her, couldn't give her no d- (uh) When you was gettin' off, I was leavin' your crib (uh) Takin' sh- on your toilet, playin' with your kids (uh) Like tell your b- to look at me while I'm speakin' to you (uh) It's a lot of real shit I've been meanin' to do (uh) You couldn't dance like me if you needed to groove (uh) Guess I set the tone, you lil' n- needed some moves (ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh)