Oh, you think it's sweet 'cause you're up now? You done got comfortable, huh? A young nigga turn up on anybody These niggas not fucking with us Tell me you turned to a lover boy You make a song for these bitches You must have forgot who you with You must have forgot 'bout your millions (Jstacks) Y'all must have forgot I'm the realest Huh? Huh? Doggin' these hoes Yeah, I don't be callin' these hoes Strapped up at all of my shows I got. 30's and all of my Glocks All of us hot, uh Ballin' a lot, yeah Fuck is they talkin' 'bout?
Uh, they speak and they runnin' their mouth You niggas, I'm callin' you out I heard it's a real nigga drought Until they brought real niggas out Niggas ain't know I'm the realest I stunt on a ho like I'm pimpin' A whole lotta sauce got me drippin' You better send shots with that dissin'
Uh, I fucked his bitch and he knew that I pull up and hop out with two hoes I left my new ho for a new ho Bent down to his bitch at the shoe store She told me she fuck with my flavor I don't give a fuck 'bout no hater Go wherever I go with that banger Play with me and you know I'ma spank him, uh
Keep a Glock on my side like a pager Might slap me a rapper, might hang him All my niggas corrupt and they dangerous If she want some this, it might change her On the first four, I'm fuckin' for hours You was gone, but ain't come in light powder Niggas fools, so they gon' get devoured All my niggas blow up like the towers
Uh, these niggas scary Don't talk my head off, I'm ready If you gon' pull up, then pull up When that bitch up, they be stuck I got your bitch in my bed That lil' bitch sick with the head I can't put shit in my leg I had to give her some bread
Lil Shaq in the bag, make 'em go crazy I don't trust shit but my Glock and my baby All 'bout some trouble, so, nigga, we ready All of that hatin' gon' turn you real deadly On that lil' nigga, I'm hoping y'all listen Dababy in Pull-Ups, my nigga was shittin' These niggas hatin', these niggas ain't with it You come with them problems, I promise I'll fix it