(Verse 1)

Yeah

Man I held these motherfuckers down too long

Claimin' that they my day ones, but these pussies ain't been around too long

Guess they started gettin' tired that I'm out here wearin' this crown too long

Here for an extended time best believe that this drum round too long

Fuck around find out if you want

Everybody want to switch sides

Shit start pickin' up again I don't want to see you on this side

Chopper make 'em dance like Shakira, and I know these hollow tips don't lie

Fuck 'em all and that buddy buddy shit they claimin', fakin' it the whole time

Lyin' to me this whole time

Claimin' that they my day ones, but these pussies ain't been around too long

Guess they started gettin' tired that I'm out here wearin' this crown too long

Here for an extended time best believe that this drum round too long

Fuck around find out if you want

Everybody want to switch sides

Shit start pickin' up again I don't want to see you on this side

Chopper make 'em dance like Shakira, and I know these hollow tips don't lie

Fuck 'em all and that buddy buddy shit they claimin', fakin' it the whole time

Lyin' to me this whole time

I might take her out to shisha she could smoke her lungs out

When we link a different side comes out

If you really want to go to war with me

Then just drop the addy and then come out

We could do this how you want to do it

We could even fuck the guns fight the ones out

You a bitch

(Hook)

Dance, dance, dance

Dance, dance, dance

Bullets make 'em dance

Dance, dance, dance

Dance, dance, dance

(Verse 2)

Man I held these motherfuckers down too long

Claimin' that they my day ones, but these pussies ain't been around too long

Guess they started gettin' tired that I'm out here wearin' this crown too long

Here for an extended time best believe that this drum round too long

Fuck around find out if you want

Everybody want to switch sides

Shit start pickin' up again I don't want to see you on this side

Chopper make 'em dance like Shakira, and I know these hollow tips don't lie

Fuck 'em all and that buddy buddy shit they claimin', fakin' it the whole time

Lyin' to me this whole time

Oh dance

Bullets make 'em dance

Send him up to God, make him think he in a trance

Send him up to God askin' for another chance

Watch me make 'em dance

Bullets make 'em

(Hook)

Dance, dance, dance

Dance, dance, dance

Bullets make 'em dance

Dance, dance, dance

Dance, dance, dance

Bullets make 'em dance

Dance, dance, dance

Dance, dance, dance

Bullets make 'em dance

Dance, dance, dance

Dance, dance, dance

Dance

(Verse 3)

Dishonesty and betrayal

Is everything they brought to the table

Lot of mental issues lot of 'em unstable

Sayin' work has been real hectic if you say so

I know it's your bitch stressin' you

You're the one that really wanted a label

Insecurity needs guidance I'm unable

But I'll enable

I don't need no fake love round me and the shit you're feedin' me

I don't need a yes man I need someone to be real with me

I don't need you pussy motherfuckers is you shittin' me

I don't wish no good on none of you I hope you're gettin' me

I did lot of favors for these pussies they forgettin' me

All I asked is loyalty these people are upsettin'me

All I asked is loyalty and they all got upset with me

I know what I need to now their actions were all tellin'me

Tellin' me what I need to know

All these people need to go