[Verse 1: SwaVay]
Uh, yeah, uh
I spit that other shit
"That's a nice motherfucker" shit
That "meet your mother" shit
But she love me 'cause of that gutter shit
Shawty like the way that I speak, she like that Southern shit
You all sucker shit
I up it, you get to runnin' quick
Always been the man of the house, mama ain't runnin' shit
I'm from where, by 17, had weapons under the cover, shit
I'm a different n***a, never let a n***a in my house
Speakin' that guns and butter shit
Been 'bout my bread and butter, bitch
Men lie and hoes lie more, so I can't love a bitch
Grimy n***a, get one of the homegirls to cut a bitch
Went and got my own money, never played the numbers, bitch
Invested in myself and sat back and watched the numbers hit
I don't do a lot of friends, I just do the brother shit
And for my brothers, I let it burn like this some Usher shit
Only splittin' suppers with ones I had to suffer with
Knew M3's, the whole team, burnin' rubbers shit
Shawty tried to trap me so I had to do the rubber shit
Crazy ass bitch, I can't do the baby mother shit
No cap, I do the beanie before the trucker, shit
North Face puffer shit, every day some other kicks
Just a couple years ago was juugin' all summer, shit
Runnin' 'round Atlanta, I ain't talkin' Donald Glover, shit
I done seen some bodies go from solid down to dust and shit
I was born from still, my n***a, I'm cut from tougher shit
My bitch body like Ashanti, pussy game Dasani
I'm tryna see where her head at, she told me, "Sloppy"
I'm tryna make another stack, she told me she got me
I told her, "Take this work out west, no phones, just MapQuest"
"And if they don't [?], gotta catch a body"
She told me, "Daddy, copy"
She came back a week later, had so much cash on her
Man, I thought this shit was copied
Now that's some Clyde and Bonnie
I took her out to Icebox, and now her neck is hockey
I ditched the bitch a week later, I know she still got me
Told you that I wasn't shit
Made the bitch my intern, and now she on some runnin' shit
Told you that I spit that other shit
"That's a cold motherfucker" shit
[Verse 2: Ronny DoGood]
It's the shapeshifter, mayday spitter
Type to keep some pussy in my face and mind on the millions
Marble floors in the house, the crib lookin' Sicilian
Sculptures of my bitch layin' naked in the sitting deck
Never been a minute man
Hawaiian shirt on me 'cause my brain keep trippin', man
Low dose of the tryptophan
This a lil' silhouette
When I get up on the beat, all the hoes pussy wet
This blue dream kush hit the best
Shit get cold, need a coat for the blizzard
Got a group of white hoes that like to say, "Let's get slizzered"
My bitch call me, "Daddy," and her kid call me, "Mister"
I'm rappin' in the studio, she sendin' me some pictures
Spit the dopest shit, sip a frozen fifth
Got a bitch that like to fuck on some gloryhole shit
My life's kinda nuts, can't be explainin' some of this shit
So I put it in the raps and then get over most of it
I could never fuck with y'all, only ridin' for my dawgs
It's Mr. DoGood, bitch, I ooze out sauce
I'm flippin', doin' somersaults, I came from up under y'all
And never gave a fuck like I'm lyin' under oath
I just lost it, your honor, I'm sorry, they can't stop me
I only make music to fill up the monotony
I'm chillin' on my side piece, the Brad Pitt pikey
Dare someone to fight me, that freaky man Ronny, yeah, copy that one of the coldest motherfuckers that ever learned to rap
Spit that make her lose herself when I get it from the back
Set up in the lab, look like Dexter cookin' crack
Abusin' his own stash, I'm only spewin' facts
It's a mad world we all live in
Posted in the back with some hoes countin' stacks in my-
Dobermans, yeah, I'm fucked up on the tabs, here we go again
It's DoGood