[Verse 1]
I'm not a regular n***a, I don't do regular shit
I'ma kick her out my spot if she a regular bitch
If you ain't talking 'bout that money quit that yellin' and shit
Stool pigeon ass n***as always telling some shit
I got hoes walking barefoot on these marble floors
She left her shoes by the door right next to her clothes
Tryna put my dick in that hoe under her nose
And we ain't fucking with no snitches, nah, we don't do those
We pat you down in case you gotta wire under ya clothes
Answer the door wit the snub nose under my robe
I got a 100 round drum, I ain't gotta reload
She tryna fuck for my chips, she won't get my Fritos
Knock on yo' door, blow yo' face off through the peep hole
We see these lames wit they hoes so we came to repo
Don't give no fuck what he said, he ain't scaring me tho'
These n***as know we got more poles than Home Depot
Check my temperature jewelry froze, I'm below zero
These pills got me cocked-eyed lookin' like Debo
I been lookin' for that pussy n***a, he a Nemo
I did my homework and found out where he be tho'
Fuck a hater, dawg, Gucci lens, I don't see those
Got piranhas in the wall, you ain't even see those
N***a on the table I done shook a half a kilo
I be wrappin' them burritos wit' my amigos
Her head low kissin' dick under the mistletoe
I catch amnesia on a hoe but she remember me tho'
My choppa loud yeah, this bitch sing high C-notes
Winter time, trappin' in the snow, Gucci peacoat
Bag on ya head, kill ya for a 100 seenos
Junkies in the trap, they done smoked a 100 primos
I just hit a lick for 50K at the casino, I'm a bulldog
Babygirl, I'm striped uno
I coulda swore I just seen future, I'm a Pluto
Got hot guns on our waists cuz we just blew those
Sellin' packs on the corner, bitch, I ran through those
Shoot the choppa, this muthafucka kick like Judo
Fuck a doctor, you ain't gone need that, ya casket closed
Talkin' fashion, bitch, I swag in designer clothes
I wonder can you picture me rollin' in that Gallardo
I'm a shooter and I'm a star, I'm a shooting star
Haters tried to tear me apart but they didn't get far
Two .2-3's in my AR, bullets flip yo car
N***a say you got war wounds I don't see no scars
Blue and white, we go the other way we see those cars
Bitches drool they see my jewels, and they slob on they shoes
I know n***as with something to prove, they got none to lose
I went to school with that tool, boy, you bullying who?
I got dope, rock, weed, I'll sell it to you
Lil' n***a, don't come on the dice
You gamble with ya life, well, that's too bad
Can I get that? Sue's something I like
I ran off with his bitch, now he too mad
Get her from 'round town for that price
Aye, bag on your head like a durag
High speed chase from the vice
Can't keep up with my car 'cause it's too fast
Yeah, I done ran up my price, and now I can buy my bitch a new ass
This expensive pussy tight, got too excited so I nutted too fast
I remember sleeping with the mice
Thirty deep in the hallway shooting dice, that street life
Growing up wasn't nothing nice
Had to use candles when they turned off our house lights
Why did the fuck did you bring a knife to this gun fight?
We hit the studio and stay up the whole night
It ain't no stopping me, I ball like the old Mike
That n***a broke and he ain't putting up no fight, no way
N***as be too busy watching me, like TMZ
Pussy n***a, I'm the king of rap, just let it be
High notes, bitch, my K sing like Jodeci
Two of y'all catch these 15 bullets a piece
Bitch, I'm dressed in all black, n***a, we on all that
You don't want these problems then fall back
Before you get your skull cracked
Boy in the hood so you might get jacked
But you won't get your ball back
If you get me and these problems, my choppa gon' solve that