What if I told you
You got the biggest day of your life
Coming soon

Hey, what it do, what it do
Mr. BT, Brett Tepe on the microphone
With my homie, Ryan Taylor

Living, I'm living a life, like
You would not believe it

Living, I'm living a life, like
You would not believe it
Living, I'm living a life, like
You would not believe it
Touchdown, wide receive it
Pose
Smile
Got your bitch
She cheesing
Give your girl a reason
Sorry Mom, I'm tweaking
Yes, oh yes I know
Yes, it's everyday
It's not just on the weekend

Ain't got no time to be sleeping
Ain't no way I can keep this secret
Ain't no way I can keep this shit a secret

I can tell that Shawty's fiending
I know, she know
I got what she be needing

What she be needing is that
All talk, no game
What she needing is the diamonds
And gold chain
What she needing is that DNA
And ours aren't the same
What she needing is that checkbook
And checkmate, we ain't the same
We ain't the same, nope
We ain't the same
What you needing?
Man, I'm feeding on my fucking veins
I got ice in it, I'm bleeding
All this ache and pain
What you doing?
I'm the lead dog, I be leading things
Give me a reason, give me a demon
Give me a reason, everything I'm full
I'm still eating
Give me a reason, she want a mouth full
Of my semen
Give me a reason bitch, give me a reason

Living, I'm living a life, like
You would not believe it

Living, I'm living a life, like
You would not believe it
Living, I'm living a life, like
You would not believe it
Touchdown, wide receive it
Pose
Smile
Got your bitch
She cheesing
Give your girl a reason
Sorry Mom, I'm tweaking
Yes, oh yes I know
Yes, it's everyday
It's not just on the weekend

Ain't got no time to be sleeping
Ain't no way I can keep this secret
Ain't no way I can keep this shit a secret

I can tell that Shawty's fiending
I know, she know
I got what she be needing
Got her on her knees she pleading
Got her moaning
Got her screaming
She probably dreaming
Catch me switching lanes, I'm speeding
All my competition, you know me I'm beating
Even when they cheating
Still I serve em, ace & spade it
Living a life like you could not believe it
Touchdown, like I'm Jamarr
I leave your bitch up on a chase
Yeah, this ain't no little piggy bank
This ain't not turtle race
Shawty got ass, shawty got cake
Shawty be real, nah
Shawty be fake
I do not know
I do not care
I got the flow
I say it's to quiet in here
I say lets start a little riot in here
Shawty a ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-bad lil
Mamacita, I'm fill a liter
Of the gasolina, up in the whip
Man, I'm gone
Up off the rip
And you know I'm with my team
Got my boy, that's RG

It's a duo you ain't want to fuck with
Unless you want the mo-fucking L
Tatted on your forehead bitch