(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
Fuck
(It's a Wayne beat)
Shit
Hold on
Ayy

You know I am, ayy, you know I am, ayy
You know I am, ayy, you know I, ah
You know I'm that nigga, you ain't even gotta ask about it
Eight of Quagen in a baby bottle got me actin' childish
I know a nigga tried to smack somebody and got smacked about it
Got a petite small bitch with lil' bootycheeks
Beatin' doonies down, you gotta listen when the coochie speak
I don't even want the pussy if the coochie cheap (ooh)
Her coochie wet as hell, she got a water cat
I fucked her good, then left, I had to call her back
I'm the real Coochie Man, I got some head at the mall in Saks
Bro fell, but he was shootin' while he fallin' back
I'ma finna dog a 'Cat, we playin' cat and dog
This nigga mad I hit his bitch, he just smacked the wall
He finna punch the air
I swear I miss the doonie van, I used to fuck in there
Alright
Bitch eat dick in the morning, she eat brunch in there (ooh)
Freak bitch pussy wet, she tryna fuck the chair
Bitch got a deep cat, I'm gettin' drunk in there
I pulled her out the other room, I told her: Come in here

He got robbed for his kit and tried to jump the air
He tried to pour some green up, don't you fuckin' dare
I don't even talk to my bitch, we just fuck and stare
I'm out in Beecher sellin' dope with a Buccaneer
Niggas really broke as hell, they make a buck a year
That's a hundred thousand
Niggas ain't whackin' shit, they like huntin' houses
All the rats havin' kids, just a bunch of mouses
What's that in your Louis bag? Just a bunch of ounces
She tryna fuck, she on my lap doin' a bunch of bouncin'
He talkin' 'bout some dog shit, but can't up a thousand
I'm up for real, I spent your deal on a couple houses
Shit
I'll spend all this shit, don't give a fuck about it
She kinda ugly, but that pussy wet like a fuckin' fountain
That nigga told on his mans and you stuck around him
He actin' hard 'cause he got a strap, shit, I'm tough without it

Brodie, my phone fuckin' up, I'm drivin' through the mountains
Three Cubans on my neck, I feel like I'm drowin'
My pants made by Kapital, my shirt Balenciaga
Give them tools to lil' bro, he gon' fix the problem
Your luck down, we bought fins for the tough guys
A hundred racks in the O, watch me buck eyes
I be pickin' up my loads from the truck drivers
They say I fucked my money up, I bought a bustdown
Both hands in the air, it's a touchdown
Fifty pounds on the 'Hound, I know the bus driver
I'll spend this shit today, don't give a fuck 'bout it
Put that china white in traffic when it's rush hour
Huh, I ran it up if you ain't notice
I'll buy a bitch a presi' 'fore I give a bitch some roses
Twenty thousand in Chanely, man, this lil' bitch the coldest
Ninety thousand on the oldie, I put sixty in the motor, easy money

This nigga said I'm broke, this nigga funny
Bitch, I dropped out of school in sixth grade, I'm a dummy
Free 3, man, he quick to wrap a nigga like a mummy
Nigga, I was gon' smoke Uncle Ice if I was Sonny
He think he tough, I'm finna tap that nigga brain
Bitch, I'm in a Trackhawk with a Drac' switchin' lanes
Before this rap shit, I was quick to hit a stain
Man, this shit don't mean nothin', I'll still hit a stain
Just taxed him today, bought a Carti', he think he that, that nigga lame
Ri say: You just upped an M, nigga, go get another chain
Hurry up, spin through the O, nigga, I'm tryna test my aim
Bitch, you ain't tryna fuck, then you should've never came
Ayy, Rio, why my opps talkin' 'bout they wanna kill you?
Them niggas ain't even did shit to me, they ain't gon' kill you
Aw, you a booster? That's okay, I used to steal too
This nigga think he crazy, let me show him what this steel do

I can't believe your opps said that
Haha, that be the type of shit that I laugh at
A million dollars cash get your ass wiped
And every nigga you was seen with last night
A hundred thousand dollars not a bad price
He tried to run, they shot him in his ass twice
You say you got a pint? What's the asking price?
'Cause CJ took a PJ back to Flint for a glass pint
He took a, I gotta slow it down for you, alright
He took a private plane back to Flint for a glass pint
You see what I'm sayin'?
I was high as hell last night
Swing wide as hell with the K, look like a fag fight
I made a real ten M's, I got bragging rights
Since I came from zero, sometimes, we ain't even have no lights
We ain't have no water 'cause the pipes froze
Now I just spent a hundred thousand tryna buy clothes
Used to take my kids swimming, now we got a pool
Yeah, that bitch in the middle of the fucking house, fool
I'm on some bossin' shit
I got Von with me, he'll get to tossin' shit
I really like the bitch, so I bought her shit
I got two hundred thousand on me, this my daughter shit

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