Yeah, what, yeah, alright
Yeah, alright, yeah, alright
Yeah, let me tell you bout the real reason
Why your bitch ain't tryna fuck cause she been thinking bout leaving
Asking if she being loyal but you know she cheating
Acting like she really love you, she just tryna get even
She been waiting on me for months, I took my time for her to fuck with me
And when she come I'm only getting top, don't want no company
Nigga, you a ass kisser, you can't hit no blunts with me
Talking bout how you get hoes to ugly ones with funky feet
Shaq couldn't even jump with me
Yeah, so what you thought
When I'm living in Miami I be feeling like I'm Ross
I take them shots and pay the cost
You play with me, gon' take a loss
Don't ask the fee to put your family on a Tee, it's not a lot,
You better not snitch if you get caught
Yeah, it's time to pay them fines
If I got it, then my brother got it, he ain't gon' do that time
I don't fuck with cappin', but when you on that stand, you get to lyin
And every time this bitch get in my bed, she make me get behind
I break her heart, she get to crying
I feel like HBK, what you do today
Just make some money like it's everyday
Catch me moving pounds out by the hour like a heavyweight
And it don't matter if she taken, bitches know I never wait
Fuck a cash app, where your cash at
Put that belt to ass, to niggas have you thinking I'm a bad dad
Bad bitch, take her on a foreign trip to Baghdad
Niggas thought they up to score, but let me get the last laugh
Tryna cool it, but we past that
Call you Craig, cause you won't let it bang when it get time
But best believe we gon' blast that
Dress my bitch in Skims, cause she like Kim when she got that ass fat
Running when you see me, like you just finished up your last class
I got one stuffed in Dakota, one in Minnesota
Two-state with a blower, and the last bitch she bipolar
Even if we argue, got no problem bending over
She tryna move dangerous, I ain't no Casanova
Off-roading on Rovers, the cup holder got me geeking
She a trick for baby, so she like drinking my semen
Difference when my bitch is fucked, there's always a real reason
Every season, ball a lot harder, that's why we winning MVPs
Tryna have a legacy, Bill Russell on my leagues
Can't be fucking out my section, just cause your partner gon' bleed
But I gotta go, my girl nagging, quit hitting in the backseat
Shit, the tanks on E, tempers at C
Ringing up S, quick pass me the tea
I'm coming from A, just hit on yes
Don't be asking me why, confronting was never the best
I had a problem with tweakers when they started hopping on fent
Shouldn't be happening and got a real reason for being upset
Let this shit go and be free so it doesn't go pull me to depths
I don't be trusting religious, but lately I feel blessed