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

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

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

Drank in my cup, hope this shit spill
Pull up in the new
And that's word to Johnny
How I come up with this
And all these verses that I
I no imagination, everything I do for real
Bitch I'm down
Put camera phone down
If she got an ass and the girl a fan, it's down
I'mma you like I've been waiting a century for it
Give the up and I'll trade you the memory for it
In the bedroom
That's what her will tell you
Man I hear this shit and think about what Tunechi will tell you
He call up Patricia
She 'bout to up Melissa

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

That's just how my OG sum it up
I been working all winter just to fuck the up
just me and 2 Chainz
But the chain's never though
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 to start stripping
And I'mma have to keep it real with 'em
I got a problem with niggas
I got a problem with bitches
Trigger finger itchin'
I it, I do it

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

You hate that bitch, well I hate that
jump a nigga like a chessboard
Do a drive by while you're riding on skateboard
They ain't even it
Drake sing a song just to get her pussy wet
Then I her to the crib
Man fuck that bitch right on the
Put it in and take it back out, then I out
Hair weave known to snatch the fucking track out
Put me in the coach, I'm the antidote
Pull up, kick, throw and take the and the dope
True, 2 Chainz, I'm on a plane and a
I am so I need a cover and a coat
Kick it at the mall, call it
If you don't like what I'm doing, nigga, fuck

ready? 1, 2, 3
Right now me time
A little for myself, me time
Oh yeah, right now me time
want no one else now, me time
Bitch don't call my phone, don't call my phone
I wanna be left alone, be left alone
Please, please don't by my home
No, no 'cause I it's just matter of time
Till you make me lose my mind
I'm 'bout to leave world behind
Right now it's me
You need to go rocks now
Me