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Thank God for the nigga started trapping
God for the first nigga started rapping
Thank God for the first to start stripping
And I'mma have to keep it muhfucking with 'em
I got a problem with niggas
I got a problem with bitches
Trigger 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 sack already, man we got them racks already
As far as girl, I hit it from the back already
I to get a tan, but I'm black already
Your on a diet, my pockets fat already
Three niggas with me, me and I
God don't like ugly, you should
My T-shirt come Bergdorf
I make so on a verse I take a third off
Bird call, off
Bust a nut on her, tell her a load off
ass soft, like a Nerf ball
If you don't like what I'm doing, nigga, fuck

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

Drank in my cup, hope this shit don't
up in the new edition
And word to Johnny Gill
How I up with this shit
And all these verses that I
I have no imagination, everything I do for
Bitch I'm down
Put your camera phone
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 forever
That's what her roommate will you
Man I just hear this and think about what Tunechi will tell you
He might up Patricia
She 'bout to up Melissa

'em come to the cribo
And do 'em both, double
I'm colder a hospital
She love the dick I give her
Hit her the front, back, side
Twist her cigarillos
I put the gun to the
I don't blood 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 just to fuck the summer up
It's just me and 2
But the never tucked though
If you don't like what I'm doing, nigga y'all

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

if you know like I know
That pussy pop like
And she I'm a pothead
pussy like a pothole
I'm colder than the snot
Man all these is my hoes
and if she bougie her once
leave her hanging, dry clothes
I built a cemetery, niggas dying to get in
Niggas lying, they
Don't that line its paper thin
High as a star, a wish
I'm a shark, I ate the
I got no heart, I that bitch

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

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