[Verse 1]
See I don't f*ck with sucka n*gga's
Cause that sh*t get on my nerves
f*ck your trap, I'm paid off rap
Might make a million off of words
Hoppin' straight from off the curb
Filling clips and choppin' birds
And I'm still with all the sh*t, we give a f*ck what n*gga's heard
Ask around about the dude, they say they know I'm the sh*t
Keep a four ounce in my soda, keep your ho on my di*k
I just might say f*ck this rappin, might go hit me a lick
And if my money gettin' low, we might give yo dough a kick
[Hook]
Cause I got partners who pimpin', I got homies who flockin'
I got killers who knockin' on sh*t, if we got a problem
So you best pick your battles, n*gga snakes with no rattles
Tell a b*tch I want that tail, as long as mommy no tattle
See, she might be with you, but that b*tch likes me
I'm the people's champ ho, I'm on that rocking my beat
First comes the money, then comes the pus*y
Then come them haters, but here come them bullets
[Verse 2]
See I don't f*ck with police's, on my nephews and neices
Drug dealer designer, like all my sh*t with no creases
I know n*gga's be hatin', bout' the money I'm making
Success stressing me out, won't understand til you make it
f*ck her once, no date
She get nothing but the basics
I got thots, all races, I swear to god we not racist
All I need is the fortune, b*tch I been street famous
Everybody love me, I feel like I'm Raymond
Everybody know the dude, gotta be a square if you don't
I hear n*gga's wanna knock me off, but n*gga we know that you won't
I told that b*tch to call my Crooked, but she keeps sayin' Daddy
Give that ass a high-five, and tell her throw it back at me
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
These n*gga's pus*y, I can sniff it
I can snort it, this beat retarted
Hey, who that n*gga be? Question rhetoric
My whip a foreign, You roll imported
I'm hearing voices in my head, let's just record it (n*gga yeah)
Hey I got money, how I got it? ain't important
This sh*t is nothing, these n*gga's frontin'
I'm making hits around this b*tch, you n*gga's buntin' (I'm out the park)
It's one take and this thing ain't punchin'
Got Boi-1da on the beat, this sh*t a lunchin'
One take in this b*tch and I ain't punchin'
My stacks tall, you n*gga's pockets on munchkin
[Hook]