Lyrics
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Intro
Uh, yeah
Do what I'm 'posed to, do what I can (Yeah)
Don't turn your back, got a knife in my hand (Uh-huh)
Fall for anything, a nigga gon' stand (Yeah)
Thousand-dollar boy, you not a grown man
Chorus
Niggas be spreadin' them twenties and shit like these niggas be havin' some money for somethin' (Put that shit up)
Nigga be funny 'bout talkin' that shit, but this shit ain't funny when your bitch on my, uh (Broke-ass nigga)
She like to suck and lick on my, uh (Yeah)
Throw up on me, man, that bitch got drunk
Got my first milli' and a nigga got crunk
Respectin' this shit 'cause your boy not a punk (Pussy)
Left you for money, your ass got dumped
Sellin' that blow up, come shop for the bomb
Niggas are hobos, these niggas some bums
Hold my middle finger, you hold your thumb (You hold your thumb)
With my trigger finger, make a bitch cum (Yeah)
Open her mouth, put a Perc' on her tongue (Tongue)
Drummin' that pussy, I got an alarm (Yeah)
A nigga tender, so I know how he come (Damn)
Verse 1
Nigga wanna care 'bout a bitch, wanna cry 'bout a bitch who still suck dick (Damn)
Under my shirt, make sure she feel my dick
Slippin' that pussy and still got blick
7.6, that's my favorite stick
Rip through cars, everybody get hit
Put me on a song, I'ma make you a hit
I ain't tell on myself, don't get sneak dissed (Pussy)
Say he was spinnin', I sent him to God (Huh, huh)
Pray on my downfall, make me go hard
Straight about us and this shit for the squad
I'm from Bermuda, I'm one of them boys
Paradise East, nigga gotta go hard (Ha)
Had to drop nigga, man, I'm all about extortion (Yeah)
Cookin' the chicken, these niggas turn porky
All of these niggas is squealin' and bitchin'
Hold this shit down, man, they know I'm a real one (I'm the real)
Bitch, I been thuggin' since I was a lil' one (I was a lil' one)
I'm on the top, so they named me the biggest (Yes, sir)
I'm on the block where these niggas been missin'
Talk 'bout the hood, but they never be in it
I'm my own man, man, these niggas is feminine
Sellin' that fent', look like cinnamon (Damn)
Chorus
Niggas be spreadin' them twenties and shit like these niggas be havin' some money for somethin' (Put that shit up)
Nigga be funny 'bout talkin' that shit, but this shit ain't funny when your bitch on my, uh (Broke-ass nigga)
She like to suck and lick on my, uh (Yeah)
Throw up on me, man, that bitch got drunk
Got my first milli' and a nigga got crunk
Respectin' this shit 'cause your boy not a punk (Pussy)
Left you for money, your ass got dumped
Sellin' that blow up, come shop for the bomb
Niggas are hobos, these niggas some bums
Hold my middle finger, you hold your thumb (You hold your thumb)
With my trigger finger, make a bitch cum (Yeah)
Open her mouth, put a Perc' on her tongue (Perc' on her tongue)
Drummin' that pussy, I got an alarm (Yeah)
A nigga tender, so I know how he come (Damn)
Verse 2
Your ho wanna give me them buns (Them buns)
I'm fuckin' and leavin', it's fun (Yeah)
I got on my rocks, I was done (Uh-huh)
I'm back to the block with the blocks (The blocks)
I'm sellin' a nick' to a block (To a block)
I'm lovin' the streets, I can't stop (Can't stop)
My backup, it trappin' a flock (Flock)
I'm screamin', my number won't stop (Yeah)
She creamin', it's all on my rock (My rock)
She screamin', "Slime, don't stop" (Don't stop)
I'ma invest in your bitch like she stock (Yeah)
She gon' fly, come back with them blocks (Them blocks)
Keep her mouth closed, stuff her with cock (With cock)
I keep one in the head, I don't cock (Uh-uh)
I'm a rapper, I'm all about pop (Yes, sir)
On Saran and wrappin' them blocks (Them blocks)
When I live, I live at the top (At the top)
Penthouse where your ho panty drop (Yes, sir)
Started countin' money, now I can't stop (Can't stop)
Nigga wanna see me down on the block (On the block)
All black with a dirty-ass Glock (With a Glock)
FRT shoot, won't stop (Won't stop)
Came a long way from dope in my socks (In my socks)
Chorus
Niggas be spreadin' them twenties and shit like these niggas be havin' some money for somethin' (Put that shit up)
Nigga be funny 'bout talkin' that shit, but this shit ain't funny when your bitch on my, uh (Broke-ass nigga)
She like to suck and lick on my, uh (Yeah)
Throw up on me, man, that bitch got drunk
Got my first milli' and a nigga got crunk
Respectin' this shit 'cause your boy not a punk (Pussy)
Left you for money, your ass got dumped
Sellin' that blow up, come shop for the bomb
Niggas are hobos, these niggas some bums
Hold my middle finger, you hold your thumb (You hold your thumb)
With my trigger finger, make a bitch cum (Yeah)
Open her mouth, put a Perc' on her tongue (Perc' on her tongue)
Drummin' that pussy, I got an alarm (Yeah)
A nigga tender, so I know how he come (Damn)
Outro
Ugh, ugh
I'm sick of it and I'm sick and tired (Ugh)
I'm tired of hearin' y'all pussy-ass niggas cryin' and whinin' (Ugh, ugh)
Y'all niggas act like hoes and not bros (Ugh, ugh)
Y'all niggas act like enemies and not foes (Ugh)
I don't know how that shit go (Ugh)
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