(Yeah...)
(Yeah...)
Call it whatever you call it, but you don't know 'bout me Nigga
My Nigga's that drive on this bew shit
Don't make me show you lil' Nigga's
I ain't got time for this shit now
I'm putting money down, ain't no lil' Nigga worried 'bout
Paper and pussy my only route
I'm on my shit now
Fuck it, I'll hold my whole city down
Fuck how ya'll Nigga's feeling
I'll know ya'll lil' Niggas finish
Hop up on you and your partner
Right out the roove with the choppa'
Straight out the noofe
I throw up them signs
Come fuck up your silent
Step out a Porche
Your bitches they mine
I fuck up they mind
I know ya'll Nigga's dont fuck with me
I keep two bad bitches that fuck with me
Fuck ya'll Nigga's don't fuck with me
I know my city gon' fuck with me
Killa's on deck I say go
Ain't no controlling these Nigga's
Killa's all up in your crib now
What's with the shit now
My Nigga's will lay your whole crib down
I'm starving my Nigga
Fuck being famous my Nigga
I just want the paper my Nigga
Been on the ground, bitch I've been over do
Hopped on New Charolotte and then got the juice
Don' tres when I pull up no safety came on that burna'
Give me space I do numbers promoter's hate
I got one up
Peel like away Nigga hold up
I gave Nigga's 'round here reason and shit
I made Nigga's rhyme and believe in my shit
And I don't ever plan on leaving this bitch
I keep seeing this bitch
It's just me and this bitch hey
I know ya'll Nigga's dont fuck with me
I keep two bad bitches that fuck with me
Fuck ya'll Nigga's don't fuck with me
I know my city gon' fuck with me yeah