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Thank God for the first nigga started
God for the first nigga started rapping
Thank God for the girl to start stripping
And I'mma have to it muhfucking real with 'em
I got a with these niggas
I got a problem these bitches
Trigger finger itchin'
I it, I do it

up on a bitch, call it crucified
Time to go to work, no and tie
Bumpin' Makaveli, I be at the telly
My nigga did a dime and he back
Got that sack already, man we got them already
As far as your girl, I hit it the back already
I tried to get a tan, but I'm black
Your pockets on a diet, my fat already
Three niggas with me, me and I
God like ugly, you should testify
My T-shirt come from
I make so much on a verse I take a off
call, swerve off
Bust a nut on her, tell her a load off
Shorty ass soft, a Nerf ball
If you don't like I'm doing, nigga, fuck y'all

Thank God for the first nigga started
Thank God for the nigga started rapping
Thank God for the first girl to start
And I'mma have to keep it real with 'em
I got a problem these niggas
Got some problems with these
finger keep itchin'
I it, I do it

in my cup, hope this shit don't spill
Pull up in the new
And that's to Johnny Gill
How I up with this shit
And all these verses I kill
I have no imagination, I do for real
Bitch I'm down
Put your camera down
If she got an ass and the girl a fan, it's down
I'mma fuck you like I've waiting a century for it
the pussy up and I'll trade you the memory for it
In the forever
That's her roommate will tell you
Man I just hear this shit and think about Tunechi will tell you
He call up Patricia
She 'bout to call up

Tell 'em to the cribo
And do 'em both, double
I'm colder than a
She the dick that I give her
Hit her from the front, back,
Twist her cigarillos
I put the gun to the
I don't want on my clothes
Gotta keep that fresh
to all of my hoes

That's how my OG would sum it up
I been working all winter just to the summer up
It's just me and 2
But the never tucked though
If you don't like I'm doing, nigga fuck y'all

God for the first nigga started trapping
Thank God for the first nigga started
Thank God for the girl to start stripping
And I'mma have to it muhfucking real with 'em
I got a problem these niggas
I got a with these bitches
finger keep itchin'
I it, I do it

Well if you like I know
pussy pop like pyro
And she know I'm a
That pussy like a
I'm colder the snot nose
Man all these hoes is my
and if she bougie her once
then her hanging, dry clothes
I just a cemetery, niggas dying to get in
Niggas lying, pretend
Don't cross that line its paper
High as a star, a wish
I'm a shark, I ate the
I got no heart, I hate that

You hate that bitch, I hate that bitch
Will a nigga like a chessboard
Do a drive by you're riding on your skateboard
They ain't even it
Have sing a song just to get her pussy wet
I take her to the crib
Man fuck that bitch on the step
Put it in and take it back out, then I out
Hair weave known to snatch the fucking track out
Put me in the game coach, I'm the
Pull up, kick, and take the money and the dope
True, 2 Chainz, I'm on a plane and a
I am so cold I a cover and a coat
Kick it at the mall, call it
If you don't like I'm doing, nigga, fuck y'all

Y'all 1, 2, 3
Right now me time
A little for myself, me time
Oh yeah, right now it's me
Don't no one else now, me time
Bitch don't call my phone, don't call my phone
Said I be left alone, be left alone
Please, please don't by my home
No, no 'cause I feel it's just of time
you people make me lose my mind
I'm to leave this world behind
now it's me time
You to go kick rocks now
Me