Man, I don't give a about a mothafuckin' po I'ma up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do' Man, I give a fuck about a mothafuckin' po I'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo do'
Don't a fuck, poppin' bottles in the club Tryna Atlanta bitch but let her lick the pussy up your bitch into a dyke, finna need her baptized Pool full of liquor, finna in her eyes I don't care, finna fuck a bitch with no protection I be Pray to God die with my nine on my side Mothafuck cops, bustin' like a pork, hide Put my dick in her mouth, call that shit a Cigarettes to my lungs 'til I let the go Liquor to my eyes, tell me you wanna do 'Fore I kill you in the with the rest of your crew I did this, you know this, the on my shoot a bullet grazin', I almost took my life Forgot what day feels like, I only at night Like a bat, not a rat, never die you at, hoe
I can't see, walk, talk stray, hoe breakin' Ain't nothin', the energy I The underground underdog to fall off another generation I was workin, tables, now I got my own squid on the plate the fame, baby, I don't wanna live in L.A Back to the to the M-I Gon' lay with a ho, in the coke lines Toe taggin' rappers thinkin' that they're Goin' bar to bar me is suicide You or I, do or die, baby, don't even about who am I Bank account go now You should know about the situation (aye) been feelin' like a damn vacation Germ fucked up, woke up not where he at You was blacked out in the basement
Man, I don't a fuck about a mothafuckin' po I'ma pull up with stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do' Man, I don't a fuck about a mothafuckin' po I'ma up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do'
Yo, I don't two fucks, I blow big bucks club, white pussy marks on my black tux 'Cause after the party's the lobby And that bitch give me more head than Steve Harvey I keep a bag, not like the money team All coked out on a scale of a beam Nah mean? a team of guerrillas Silverback stomp out your of chinchillas Shoot case, scopes Korean shotty up the of my coat slug is like one big egg roll Impact, you could lose half of leg, bro 'Cause we don't those games Franco hit the deck, click, clack, aim Guns never jam, we don't rounds Best shot's behind the ear like BOW
Man, I give a fuck about a mothafuckin' po pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do' Man, I don't a fuck about a mothafuckin' po I'ma pull up with that and hit yo motherfuckin' do' (yeah)