Ain't no tellin' what
I'm finna be on hey hey
I'm beyond
all that **** ****
Hey little mama would you
like to be my sunshine
***** touch my gang we gon'
turn this **** to Columbine
Ice on my neck
cost me ten times three
dollars
for a ***** to get flee
I just hit Rodeo
And I spent like ten Gs
I just did a show and
spent the check on my mama
When I go on vacay
I might rent out the Bahamas
And I keep like ten phones
**** I'm really never home
All these ****** clones try-na
copy what I'm on
***** get your own try-na
pick a ***** bone
Way to Brother Skip
Boy I had a good day
Metro PCS trappin'
Boy I'm makin' plays
Fifty shades of grey
Beat that ***** like Hulk Hogan
I know you know my slogan
If I ain't 'bout guap I'm gone
****** hatin' 'cause I'm chosen
from the concrete I had rose
Shawty starin' at my necklace
cause my diamonds really froze
Put that **** up in her *****
Bet she feel it in her toes
I'm a real young *****
from the six throwin' bows
I'm a real young *****
from the six throwin' bows
Real young *****
from the six throwin' bows
In the middle of the party
***** get off me
In the cut
I'm rollin' up my broccoli
Ya I know your baby mama
fond of me
All she want to do is smoke
that broccoli
Whispered in my ear
She tryin' to leave with me
Said that
I can get that ***** easily
Said that
I can hit that **** so greasily
I'm a dirty dog
I did it sleazily
Ain't no tellin' what
I'm finna be on hey hey
I'm beyond
all that **** ****
Ain't no tellin' what
I'm finna hey be on hey hey
Said I'm beyond
all that **** **** hey
I got companies and Pesos
I got people on my payroll
She don't do it less I say so
I don't smoke if it ain't fuego
I just sauce 'em up like Prego
Fettucini with Alfredo
All I wanted was the fame and
every game they made on Sega
I was five or six years old
when I had told myself
Okay you're special
But I treat you like my equal
Never lesser
I was twenty-six years old
when we had dropped this
one amazing record
Had the world steppin'
That's what I call epic
Couple summers later
I got paper
I acquired taste for salmon
on a bagel with the capers
on a square plate
At the restaurant with the
why you got to stare face
To know I either ball or I record
over the snare and bass
Rapper face dread headed
Golden diamond teeth wearin'
They just mad 'cause I got that
cheese ***** I keep dairy
Turned up in the party
Gettin' lit to Yachty
With a Spanish Barbie
Word to my mommy
In the middle of the party
***** get off me
In the cut
I'm rollin' up my broccoli
Ya I know your baby mama
fond of me
All she want to do is smoke
that broccoli
Whispered in my ear
She tryin' to leave with me
Said that I can
get that ***** easily
Said that I can
hit that **** so greasily
I'm a dirty dog
I did it sleazily