Ain't Fair About It (feat. Sada Baby & Big Sad 1900)

Energy made this one

The pack touchdown, I'm finna act a goof (I'm finna act a goof)

My bitch is quick to steal, always quick to bruise

Monkey middle with your bitch and got her duck and goose

At 42, done hit her ass, she got a hella loose

Round of applause, titties out of bra (titties out of bra)

This third leg of mine finna hurt her jaw (finna hurt her jaw)

I got a bag all the time, black Santa Claus

But a bitch ain't getting shit, bust some dick and balls

I throw the setup in the air, I'm all in her cooch

Slapping ass on her back, finger in her boot

Her **** hella mad, why he actin' bossy?

He keep clappin' at his lips, I'm finna shoot a movie out here

Most hated in the city, what the word said?

I give a fuck about what a bitch y'all - said

You really layin' with that bitch and gettin' bird fed?

I'll kill a ****, send her, let the word spread

Why the fuck they think that we them **** they can argue with?

We them **** that's gon' finish what you started quick

Know I ain't never pay for coochie, I could buy a bitch

You goofy tryna play me for a trick, 'cause you retarded bitch

Designer on my cloth to my toes, we ain't fair about it

Keep blowin' money in this bitch like I don't care about it

Just keep on talkin', I'ma up this bitch on everybody

Trippin' off that hoe, man, these hoes be for everybody

Fuck this bitch on the balcony, I feel like Louie Ray

That's just one of many things I'ma do today

F and N, signin' like machines, like the Tudor Sprite

Netflix and Nick with your ho, good movie day

Let her get on top, made her stop, if the coochie stank

Let her get on top, told her stop, 'cause the boochie stank

Austin Powers with the chop, bet you don't be hatin'

Fuckin' on your mama, no shirt, bought two, three chimes

Push, spin this block, do it again, get him outta there

Catch a **** while he upstairs, shoot him out the air

Family better pray to God that their **** not dare

Hairy rifle, got a hundred rounds, we is not fair

Catch him while it's cold, get him gone in a Montclair

Catch him while it's hot, get him dropped, aimin' at his top

Used to serve rocks, now it's whole bricks for the spot

If it's up, then it's stuck, bitch, I won't miss for the squad

Why the fuck they think that we them **** they can argue with?

We them **** that's gon' finish what you started quick

Know I ain't never pay for coochie, I could buy a bitch

You goofy tryna play me for a trick, 'cause you retarded bitch

Designer on my cloth to my toes, we ain't fair about it

Keep blowin' money in this bitch like I don't care about it

Just keep on talkin', I'ma up this bitch on everybody

Trippin' off that hoe, man, these hoes be for everybody

Step in that bitch, you know I'm beamin' off that Percocet

Push the gas, Z06, I'm clownin' in the vent

We ain't givin' passes to no suckers comin' for your neck

****, don't step in my lane unless you tryin' to wreck

I can't even play no role, bitch, I just want the head

I ain't even bought the buzz, ho, I'm off the mess

She just wanna fuck, so I'ma make her beg

Zombie off the juice, I'm like the Walking Dead

Knock it mad, beat a **** ass like it's hockey

One of eight ounce in a plate from Benny Bocci

Her ass real, got it from mommy, her name Tati

She gon' move the weight back and forth in the Denali

Bad kid, I'm that little **** had the school lit

Top rhymin' now, bitch, we ain't doin' Ruth Chris

This your bitch, dogger out, I treat her ruthless

**** know how we pop out, we on that full shit

Why the fuck they think that we them **** they can argue with?

We them **** that's gon' finish what you started quick

Know I ain't never pay for coochie, I could buy a bitch

You goofy tryna play me for a trick, 'cause you retarded bitch

Designer on my cloth to my toes, we ain't fair about it

Keep blowin' money in this bitch like I don't care about it

Just keep on talkin', I'ma up this bitch on everybody

Trippin' off that hoe, man, these hoes be for everybody