Exciting lyrics

[Intro]
Tha New Cartel music (n*gga)
Said she like ballers, said she like di*k
Said she like girls, that don't even make sense (GotDamnitDupri)

[Verse 1]
Ayy, same n*ggas say they love me wanna backstab me (Ugh)
Thick b*tch, yeah, I f*cked her on the Craftmatic (f*ck her)
I'm a beast, I'm a dog, yeah, I'm athletic (Yeah, I'm athletic)
TNC still the gang, check the mathematics (Check the mathematics)
Put myself in the game, ho, I'm poppin' (Ho, I'm poppin')
All these cars a n*gga got, I got options (Got options)
Ho, I'm almost at the top, I ain't stoppin' (I ain't stoppin')
Any n*gga look wrong, what's thе problem? b*tch (What's the problem?)
Yеah, we known to get it rockin' (Get it rockin')
I'm a dog, I'm a n*gga, ho, we locked in (Rrr)
You ain't even like that, you need to stop it (Need to stop it)
I'll pull a n*gga card and make him nauseous (Make him nauseous)
I'll f*ck a n*gga b*tch, ho, I'm toxic (Ho, I'm toxic)
I ain't tryna make sh*t but a profit (But a profit)
I ain't even gon' speak, no comment (No comment)
All this money a n*gga got make 'em vomit (Make 'em vomit)
Big drip, wipe me down with some Comet (With some Comet)
I'ma give her right back, bro, I promise (Bro, I promise)
Osama, b*tch, heart of a lion (Like a lion)
I don't even know why they keep on tryin' (Stop tryin')
Keep playin', n*ggas gon' keep on dyin' (Keep on dyin')
It's all games 'til bullets start flyin' (They gon' fly)
Where the mop? 'Cause my young n*ggas slidin' (Yeah, we slidin')
Big body, truck a n*gga like a tight end (Like a tight end)
Where the f*ck n*ggas at? Stop hidin' (Stop hidin')
You ain't never had no money, stop lyin' (Why you lyin'?)
You a b*tch and you know it, stop cryin' (Stop cryin')
I ain't never gon' lose, stop tryin', gang
[Chorus]
b*tch, stop lyin' (Stop lyin')
I ain't never gon' lose, stop tryin' (Stop tryin')
I'm a beast, I'm a dog, I'm a lion (I'm a lion)
I'll run a n*gga over like a tight end (Like a tight end)
Two b*tches on my di*k, that's excitin' (That's excitin')
Two pills, one cup, got 'em dykin' (Got 'em dykin')
Throw it back, thunderclap, yeah, lightning (Yeah, lightning)
I'ma beat that pus*y like Tyson (Like Tyson)

[Verse 2]
Ayy, b*tch, just do it like Nike (Like Nike)
Ho, I feel like Gucci, b*tch, I'm icy (I'm icy)
Am I rollin' off a pill? b*tch, I might be (b*tch, I might be)
Better do the right thing like Spike Lee (Yeah, yeah)
Don't try to check me, check your ID (Check your ID)
I don't really like the b*tch, nope, high-key (Yeah, high-key)
I was thuggin' in the streets before nineteen (Since nineteen)
Man, all these n*ggas broke, b*tch, not me (Ho, not me)
Man, all these n*ggas told, ho, not me (Not me)
I'm a boss, I'm a Loc in a white tee (White tee)
I'll f*ck your main b*tch, n*gga, try me (Try me)
Switch lanes, get paid in the IE (Gang, gang)
TNC, that's the gang, ho, we poppin' (b*tch, we poppin')
Which car I'm gon' drive? I got options (I got options)
Better think about that twice, use your noggin (Use your noggin)
We'll pull up on a n*gga, get to knockin' (Get to knockin')
We'll pull up on a n*gga, get to rockin' (Get to rockin')
And most n*ggas pumpfakers, better stop it (You know the gang)
I'm from the streets, lil' n*gga, ho, we mobbin' (Ho, we mobbin')
Call me Batman, all my n*ggas robbin' (What you got?)
Mix the light with the dark, I'm a fool with it (I'm a fool with it)
And if you wanna switch up, ho, I'm cool with it (b*tch, I'm cool with it)
I ain't worried 'bout no n*gga, got the tool with me (Got the tool with me)
I feel bad for anybody tryna fool with me (Gang)
I could f*ck any b*tch 'cause I'm poppin' (Ho, I'm poppin')
And if you really want the smoke, we can lock in (Always locked in)
Which car I'm gon' drive? I got options (Got options)
Give a f*ck how you feel, that's your problem (Straight up), gang
[Chorus]
b*tch, stop lyin' (Stop lyin')
I ain't never gon' lose, stop tryin' (Stop tryin')
I'm a beast, I'm a dog, I'm a lion (I'm a lion)
I'll run a n*gga over like a tight end (Like a tight end)
Two b*tches on my di*k, that's excitin' (That's excitin')
Two pills, one cup, got 'em dykin' (Got 'em dykin')
Throw it back, thunderclap, yeah, lightning (Yeah, lightning)
I'ma beat that pus*y like Tyson (n*gga)

[Outro]
Tha New Cartel music