We Up-50 Cent&Kendrick Lamar&Kidd Kidd
Yeah, uh uh
I'm around the bullshit like a matador
I'm used to the bullshit, it don't matter boy
Corporate acquisitions, accumulations of wealth
Build with the gods and double knowledge of self
Entrepreneur visions, Moulin Rouge religion
That pussy make a weak nigga break down
So which you want, the cheese or the chicks
You want the chicks but she want the cheese
A bitch gotta eat
I'm havin' the epiphany you niggas ain't shit to me
Worse than the scum in the slum I'm from
I'm a Southside nigga, yeah I'm 'bout mine
You be that next nigga coroners come outline
You ain't made of what I'm made of
You a bum nigga with a bum bitch
Your shoes come from Bakers
Counterfeit, fraudulent fakers
What kind of rich nigga bitch look like that?
You all know when we pullin' off the lot
Brake hit the button then we pullin'
Down the top
Shine's on stuntin' and I'm pullin' out a knot
Strapped with the Glock won't pull it out a lot
Y'all don't do it how we do
But front, I'll make it pop
Niggas ain't on the shit we on (we on, we on)
Everything new
Spikes on the Louboutins (boutins, boutins)
We up, nigga
Visualize everything I needed and dream (uh-huh)
Penalized every ho nigga that have a scheme (what else?)
Guns in your video get you locked in a beam
Yeah, I kill a nigga quick, no worries, my record clean
Murder one become manslaughter as soon as they brought up
Charity work, parking tickets and no charges
Fuck nigga you fucked over your father when he gave a you dick
Should have been a bitch in pajamas.
I made my first million fucking dollars
Bought a Bib
Made my second
bought a chopper and a binocular
I'm scared, this shit don't happen to everybody
I'm on Instagram looking at your favorite singer
Debating on should I fuck her or jump on her single
20 thou, she got a hell of a adlib
I'm in her mouth like I knew I could have kids
You all know when we pullin' off the lot
K-Dot
Brake hit the button then we pullin'
Down the top
Shine's on stuntin' and I'm pullin' out a knot
Strapped with the Glock won't pull it out a lot
But front, I'll make it pop
Y'all don't do it how we do
Niggas ain't on the shit we on (we on, we on)
Everything new
Spikes on the Louboutins (boutins, boutins)
We up, nigga
‘Round the world tourin’, the city got borin’
Bury me a G with a new pair of Jordans
Coupe foreign, top peeled like an orange
Blue Ferrari, so many iron horses
Living life with no worries
My gun got a Zodiac sign, it’s a Taurus
Don’t make it slam on you like I’m Maury
whouse zone Rida Gang in a story
Ops, that’s your baby, my bad, I’m sorry
She call me daddy too, we should be on Maury
Everything you owning, fly n*gga soaring
Purple label Ralph Lauren, kick game like Atari
You so special, babe, I’m in the restroom
Just keep performing, go girl
About to film a movie, guess who’s starring
You all know when we pullin' off the lot
Brake hit the button then we pullin'
Down the top
Shine's on stuntin' and I'm pullin' out a knot
Strapped with the Glock won't pull it out a lot
Y'all don't do it how we do
But front, I'll make it pop
Niggas ain't on the shit we on (we on, we on)
Spikes on the Louboutins (boutin
We up, nigga
Got p-ssy for dinner, bomb kush for breakfast
Deep-colored VS stones around my neck b*tch
Feels like a n*gga dreaming, feels like a n*gga dreaming
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