Back at it again, feel me

I'm just in here to look good

Take a flick, you know

Like the rest of these rappers, you feel me

That go to the studio

Just to take pictures and videos, you feel me

Play house and shit

I smell vinegar and pussy squeaking, rough weekend, heard these weaklings

Weep when we link, leaving weed and diamond gems for them to see in

Then pretend we ain't leave them in a state of constant tweaking

Left me speechless when I hear a man complain to want to be friends

Wasn't sleepless till they realized that we came to show they sleeping

But now it's why not me, cause we outworked all of y'all weekends

While still chiefing, grief and karma dropping by, and cycle breaching

At-risk teaching, cracking fifths, pall bearing caskets, thoughts of creeping

Got a whole ass life, and these fools worry about what I been thinking

I mean for real, this shit a joke, right, what month we in

Foolish games, left too many of mine leaking

I ain't being tongue-in-cheek when I say I slap all your teeth in

They pop up tart soon as you heating up

Be like bitches go digging after dissing what you in the truck

Being here and being in my place, what you sticking up

The same effort, the latter just comes with you in the trunk

I don't like it when you push my buttons dawg

Like who you think you are

Ah hell nah, Ah hell nah

I don't like it when you push my buttons dawg

Like who you think you are

Ah hell nah, Ah hell nah

From where you slimed for riding bananas, you understanding

I'm a man just like you man so don't hitch a hammock

Fist fights to blamming got me paranoid who keeping hammers

So tell this nerd to keep a distance we witnessing faming

Instead of pushing forward pushing for the betterment

You pigeon hold accountability on sedatives

I say again keep yo bird ass away I'm celibate

Ain't fucking with nobody that's holding a blessing overhead

These small things to a giant don't bother my rest

Instead tend to the bed you brought on yourself

Why are you mad about everything but the bitch in you

You ever seen spoiled fruit go right by yourself

Camarones and a miche, tostada ceviche

Ruin my feng shui, speaking ingles in ways that bring heat waves

Just behave, get your pape and keep me off your feed page

You get a itch, hit 90 jump right on the freeway

I don't like it when you push my buttons dawg

Like who you think you are

Ah hell nah, Ah hell nah

I don't like it when you push my buttons dawg

Like who you think you are

Ah hell nah, Ah hell nah