Bring this shit back in
Yeah, bitch, you know my body, I ain't do that
My phone be blowin' crazy, I don't pick up cause I'm doin' shit
Smokin' like it lazy, might go crazy if I did it

I got way too many women, I'ma leave a mini-pillow
I sit through a seat, drive-bys, P.U.I.s, homicides
And drive-bys in my fuckin' city
And I done seen some young niggas go and sit with Diddy

They tried to knock me off my pimpin', but they couldn't get me
And I'ma need a sprinter, all my niggas comin' with me
I just wrote a song to make that game a show for drippin
And I cut up like I come from shit cause I know I did it

I popped this bitch from Instagram, she tried to save my image
She was 20 bands to keep her silent, said she got a picture
I woke up, they about cash, racks, stacks, checks, bags, this a crime scene
I know the old nigga mad cause I'm currently

How the fuck you from New York if you ain't heard of me
When she pulled up on the scene, I left the bitch in need
I'ma change, I'ma change
I'ma change, I'ma change

I need diamonds that light up my fuckin' niggas like a bitch
Ain't nobody that I can talk with, no that's true, don't make no sense
Give me a dollar, nigga, baby, cause that ain't no bitch
It make no sense, it make no sense

It make no sense, it make no sense
It make no sense, it make no sense
It make no sense, it make no sense
I'ma hit it, I'ma whip it, I'ma play it, I'ma dance it

Cause that shit like a drug, I'm like a motherfucker
Ayy, you know me, bitch, I done bought another, did it, bought it
I went to hustle, I got, I can't reach that 2 baton
He told me this, I'm not alright, bitch, I'll beat you up

Ain't got too much, I got that shit that make him too blacked out
Can't be afraid to try too much, the world know who I am
This shit like screaming, close to me, I see him hanging like that
All I know, keep the money, still gon' be the one to slam

Like nigga, nigga, nigga, bitch, nigga, uh, with my cherry bomb
Feelin' like a rich man in 2006
All these diamonds dancin' on my fuckin' niggas like my boots
Ain't no way that I be talking, no, that shit don't make no sense

Give me a dollar, nigga, but we holdin' the beat
It make no sense, it make no sense
It make no sense, it make no sense
It make no sense, it make no sense

It make no sense, it make no sense
Who can trade P.O.P.? I feed it cause you know it's sweet
Tell them niggas that they broke, these all that shit, they want my cash
So I double up, I'm special, be the nigga, ayy