"All them likes on instagram but bitch you aint pretty"
"Its just like when disco killed the funk"
Shhhhh, nigga drinkin don pie, and crystal (Huh Bra?)
All that in the ass, fuckin these hoes, ballin till we fallin
Drankin too much, but its all good (all good)
Its all gravey dog watchin they dogs come out
(That nigga was just talkin shit earlier he bout to start rappin now)"
Thugged out, when I met the president
Reeboks and Girbuads, when he came ta my residents
Vest up cuz I ain’t trust the hoes he was fuckin wit
Three years in 86 and the mayor pardoned mah shit
Wasn’t pickin cotton for no redneck, Bitch!
And I wouldn’t fuck foxy with another nigga dick
Been slick doin this shit since 86
Scarred wit mah neck and my tattoes on mah wrist
And my motto is to fuck ah bitch
Cash checks quick and I done payed my dues to this rap shit
Competition catchin’ the blues cause we comin’ with that raw shit
That brown layed down shit
Stack your cheese wit a tape that’s fire slick
And bees like butter fresh got ‘em runnin’ to the store quick
And it cost half a key to see my in the club slick
And sho ‘nuff I dont wanna see no blood slick
And it cost a whole key to see me in the stadium, Bitch!
And ill put that on a bezzle if you dont belive that shit