[Verse]
The same n***a that took my bitch, I can't believe he did it
The same mouth they hating with they kiss his bitch with
And that's the same set of lips they sucked my dick with
N***as crying on the internet having bitch fits
And I just sold six pounds at the QuikTrip
Every time I get some show money, I thank God, n***a
'Cause all I ever did was sell weed and rob n***as
And I ain't doing shit for free, I gotta charge n***as
Hope when those haters hatin', they don't got they broad with 'em
Yeah, I see you hatin', ignore, go fuck their bitch in my Jordans
Give my baby mama the phone and be like, "Baby, record it"
And you rappin' ass n***as, I'ma give you a warning
When you see me, it ain't no talkin', I'm just uppin' the .40
All you talking ass n***as gon' talk, n***a
'Cause I don't talk to lil' n***as, I'm a boss n***a
This lifestyle that I'm living, yeah, it cost, n***a
We robbin' all the rappers if I take a loss, n***a
These n***as pillow talking 'bout me, never did shit
I got a diaper on, n***a, and I'm still lit
What they gon' do about me, I'm too much to deal with
Who you know that could put a pamper on and talk some real shit?
And if a girl want it, I could give her some real dick
You 'round talkin' crazy 'bout a n***a and it still hit
Pulled it out, put it on her face, I nutted real quick
And every time she come around she act like she ain't did shit