(Ayy, where the fuck witty?)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Go)

Yeah (Go), yeah (Go), yeah (Go, go)

Two bands on this stick, I put two hands on your bitch, yeah (Two hands on your bitch)

And they by her hips, you move wrong and you get clipped, yeah (Wrong and you get clipped)

Bitch, I'm in my bag, can't no one tell me shit, yeah (No one tell me shit, yeah)

Don't get why they mad, I got these **** pissed, yeah (Oh yeah)

Feed your ho some dick, that's some shit she can't resist (Yeah, yeah)

**** mad I fucked his ho, but then he got back with that bitch

Fuck 'round, give your ho a baby, let you raise the kid (Yeah, yeah)

I know everybody hates me, but I don't give two shits, on God (Oh yeah, oh yeah)

This shit can get tragic

If he run up, on God, then I'm blastin' (Yeah, yeah)

Have his family turn him to ashes

Broke ****, you sleep on your mattress (Yeah, yeah)

T-rex, all my money Jurassic (Oh)

But you won't get a band from my pocket (Band from my pocket)

I said, "Damn it," I blew another band, I need to stop it (Damn, I need to stop it)

I can't work no nine-to-five, so this my only option (This my only option)

Way too many sons, I had to put one for adoption (Put one for adoption)

She see all this money on me, she don't see that often (She don't see that often)

Way this money buy your bitch, you would've thought she had a auction (Thought she had a auction)

She wanna hang with a G (Okay)

I put that boy on a tee (A tee)

Who the fuck you wanna be?

Had a vision and it came to me

All these bitches so lame to me

Leave the block up in va-va-va-va—

Broke her heart and now she hatin' me

Livin' fantasies like make believe

Shit can get tragic

If he run up, on God, then I'm blastin'

Turn him to ashes (Oh)

Broke ****, you sleep on your mattress (Yeah, yeah)

T-rex, all my money Jurassic (Oh)

But you won't get a band from my pocket (Band from my pocket)

I said, "Damn it," I blew another band, I need to stop it (Damn, I need to stop it)

Yeah, yeah (Where the fuck Witty?)

I done told you a million times before (Million times)

You had it comin', I don't get what you keep cryin' for (Cryin' for)

I tried to trust you, it turns out you a lyin' ho (Lyin' ho)

She ask me, "What's the point?," she dumb if she think I would know

I know we partin' ways, but, really, I don't like to go (Close your eyes; really, I don't like to go)

I showed you everything that, really, I don't like to show (Really, I don't like to show)

I'm sure you'll do well, I bet you'll go and find a ho (Find a ho)

This don't feel right, you know (Right, you know)

This don't feel right, you know (Right, you know, right, you know)