[Verse 1: Lil B]
I stay with the black ban(e), new chain, black range
N***as the lead burst, no this is not nerf
Fly past your head like a frisbee on Sunday
Got a stolen car, I’m just riding down the 1 way
Listening to music, I'm in the Chi Boosting
Will you ever leave the game
Bitch are you stupid?
Bitch are you cupid, can you put it in the air?
A lot of n***as rap, but don’t nobody care,
I’m shitting in the game while I’m staying in my lane
Keep my hands on the brakes, cause shit be changing,
N***as from the street move to a loft
I ask how much you spend you say fuck what it cost
I get a lot of money and it start to turn me off
I’d rather have real friends then buy a new house
Fuck em
I said they couldn't count
When they moms put em out
I was there in the drought
N***as faking on me, I was in you was out
N***as locked to the street, let the hood in my house
But a couple suckers see, that a n***a made it out
Plus, Shit
N***as be faking
One thing that I learned, n***as goin' watch you
Most you grew with, the n***as turn impostors
A lot of n***as be faking need an Oscar
My gun just jammed, so I can’t trust the chopper
[Outro]
I can’t even trust the gun
You know, ban the guns, ban the knives
All that shit, we don’t need the weapons n***a
What the fuck you need a weapon for?
You scared, boy?
You scared out here boy?
I don’t need no weapon n***a
I’m coming straight with the hands,
Thugged out seriously, OK
That’s real n***a, Lil B, swag