Ounce

Revisitingearth I'm okay, I got bout an ounce I'm okay, I step out the house I'm okay, walk in unannounced I get paid, break down like a pound All this pain, keep hearing me out Asking God how this came about I'm the flyest nigga all around I won't fight a nigga, shoot him down Grab a flier bitch I'm in your town (Woah) Tap the fuck in like right now Rock out this bitch and we burning it down Hop out that whip, turn that smile to a frown Nigga I don't play Bitch that's fasho Said them bitches had me livid, never give a fuck bout a ho Fuck nigga pockets looking rigid got my pockets looking swole I'm in your fucking division running up them digits Got your gang looking too slow And I'm fucking the bitch that he simping over Got her limping over, gotta walk with a pole Niggas stupid, gotta walk with a pole Bitches stupid, ain't Cupid can't love on a ho Yeah she cool, but I like her throat Yeah they cool, but I need the throne Dollars, dollars, dollars I need bills in my hands I'm not a negotiator I just need the fucking bands I just skrt off on a hater In the newest fucking Benz Chew em up like Now and Later And I still need the advance Toss the heater easy bake I'm a cheetah and a cheater, I'm a always get the pape She text my phone she say "I need ya" Guess I'm putting on my cape Yeah I'm there to save the day Where there's me, bitch there's a way Y'all some amoebas, get away I'm okay, I got bout an ounce I'm okay, I step out the house I'm okay, walk in unannounced I get paid, break down like a pound All this pain, keep hearing me out Asking God how this came about I'm the flyest nigga all around I won't fight a nigga, shoot him down Grab a flier bitch I'm in your town (Woah) Tap the fuck in like right now Rock out this bitch and we burning it down Hop out that whip, turn that smile to a frown Nigga I don't play Bitch that's fasho Said them bitches had me livid, never give a fuck bout a ho Fuck nigga pockets looking rigid got my pockets looking swole I'm in your fucking division running up them digits Got your gang looking too slow And I'm fucking the bitch that he simping over Got her limping over, gotta walk with a pole Niggas stupid, gotta walk with a pole Bitches stupid, ain't Cupid can't love on a ho Yeah she cool, but I like her throat Yeah they cool, but I need the throne