[Intro: Unknown Male]
Aight, well, look
Here we go again
Shout out to my n***a DMX, you know, when he was in the movie and he told Nas, "Your daughter can't eat books, n***a"
Yeah, shout out to my n***a X 'cause this is how I feel
Here we go again
Now you get DuFlocka Rant 2: Halftime Show and Love Dinero and all this shit and Brick Squad Monopoly
And they doing fucking tours and they in Europe and nobody gives a fuck, really, like honestly
So what y'all got Phantoms? So?
So what it's two of them? So? Nobody gives a fuck
And you fly private, so what? No one cares
I mean, y'all drop mixtapes, y'all give away music for free
Flocka run around with his fucking hair swinging all over the place
All the bitches, "Flocka, can you be my baby daddy?" Fuck all that
Y'all bitches bе bugging, y'all need to get at me, like rеal shit
Like I don't understand all this "Rocka Flocka, damn, his shit went platinum and they crash servers,"
Who cares? I don't give a fuck, me and my n***as don't care
We don't like y'all, we really don't like y'all
So y'all got all the bitches, so? So what? Nobody gives a fuck
So y'all could go 'head and download this shit and everybody have it I don't care, real shit
Fuck all that DuFlocka Rant 2 and Love Dinero and Halftime Show, no one cares
Except for me, I really wanna be down with y'all, swear to God
I know I got a baldie and I wanna grow dreads and I will be Brick Squad everything
I– I be fronting for the people, I ain't gon' lie to y'all
I be acting like I'm mad and shit, but when y'all pull off I be wishing I was in the car with y'all
Please, please, I'll do anything, word to mother
I– I'll be on the tour bus, I'll serve the food, whatever, man
Give me a chain, y'all could give me a little one
Y'all don't got to give me a big one, give me a little chain, a small one, I'm cool with that
Just as long as I'm down with y'all, please