Ke on The Track
Uh-huh
Man, fuck it, nigga, I really ain't playin'
I'm back on my Baby Jesus shit, man, like
You know, it is what it is
Fuck everything, me against the world

What the fuck a nigga mean?
Bitches treat me like a king, you can call me Mr. Clean (Uh)
I just lied to your ho
Put on autotune and told her I can really sing (Yeah, yeah)
Run up on me, I'ma squeeze
Back in, count the back end, then we leave (Yeah)
Fuck the show money, that ain't no money (Yeah)
I make more money sellin' P's (Uh, uh, uh, uh)

Thank the Lord, he blessed me with another plug
So you know I ran off on my other plug (Gone)
I mix the low ball with Og and drop the ticket
They come get it, I run it up (Up)
When niggas be hatin', I smell it on 'em (Smell it)
I'm duckin' and dodgin' them felonies (Oh yeah)
I would just pull up broad day and start blowin' at you
But I know they gon' tell on me (Bitch)
I left in a rental car, had about twenty on me (Uh, uh)
But came back with just money on me
I'm fucking this bitch and she just won't stop squirtin' on me
She be suckin' and slurpin' on me (Uh)
Call up Dababy and tell 'em, stop shittin' on me
All this sauce, it be drippin' on me (Drip)
See me in person and said, "He look different, don't he? "
Saw my pictures, put kisses on 'em (Mwah)
Can't fuck with niggas 'cause niggas be switchin' on me
I always saw the bitch in homie (Bitch)
I'm in the mall with my daughter in flip flops
But I still got the pistol on me (Boom)
I bow my head every day, I know God with me
But I still keep the rod with me (Yeah)
Two. 40s, it feel like the mob with me (Uh)
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout? I be like

What the fuck a nigga mean?
Bitches treat me like a king, you can call me Mr. Clean (Uh)
I just lied to your ho
Put on autotune and told her I can really sing (Yeah, yeah)
Run up on me, I'ma squeeze
Back in, count the back end, then we leave (Yeah)
Fuck the show money, that ain't no money (Yeah)
I make more money sellin' P's

What the fuck a nigga mean?
(What the fuck a nigga mean?)
(What the fuck a nigga mean?)