Fat boy back, I know you bitches can´t believe it Thought Packman fell off ´cause my page got deleted I grew up drinkin´ dirty water, I´m undefeated ´Bout to fuck this year up, I know you bitches hate to see it
My Asian plug growin´ ´za, I´m in love with Mei Mei Ain´t ready to die ´bout this shit, then why you hollerin´, "Gang, gang?" I be in my feelings too, I can´t even blame Ye My bitch left me, on God, I´ma act the same way, yeah Lunch Crew exotic, pushin´ P´s of dirty donuts (Uh) Cheatin´ is for kids, my bitch wish a nigga´d grow up Call an opp nigga ho up, made her suck me ´til she throw up This shit three hundred a line, bitch, quit askin´ me to pour up Lil´ baby got that water, uh, yeah, that cooch-cooch I get crunk up in that thing, bitch, I feel like Duke Deuce
Gucci boots up in the winter, and it hold a two-two She said her ex-nigga a dog, me too, roof-roof Every bitch I ever had, I sauce ´em up, my lil´ fajitas Was a lion-hearted nigga, my bitch turned me to a cheetah Bitch askin´ for some head, I told her, "Uh-uh," like I´m BIA My career almost over, tell Drake I need that feature Nigga, sit down, make a plan, and hit a lick to get some cheese Get caught, then get to snitchin´, bitch, you ´posed to kept it G Why you callin´ home complainin´ ´cause your BM slept with me? I feel like Gunna, when my bitch squirt, let me drink it, that ain´t P
Got a bunch of side bitches and I love all of ´em They ignored me when I was broke, so I dog all of ´em Clip hangin´ out the bottom, Shaquille O´Neal in small covers Rocky got Rihanna pregnant, that´s a win for all of us Yeah, niggas got madder, pockets got fatter Ignore a bitch in the club, we havin´ nasty sex after (Nasty) Baby got that demon head, but I think the bitch Catholic Me and Nelly in the same boat, average-sized dicks matter (Y´ello) I drink Quagen with any pop, man, I hate the liquor (Woah) I date hoes that swallow kids, I won´t date a spitter
Suck it slow, don´t be a speed licker, I´m a patient nigga Somebody tell Flo Milli I wanna have a baby with her I would´ve killed Finch, they would´ve knew not to play with Stifler Shit started changin´ in my life when my pape´ got bigger Instead of blamin´ me for cheatin´, she just blame the women Callin´ every bitch that I fuck like, "Why you wreck that nigga?" Speedin´ in the Scat´ got me with a hundred fines Half a rack for the scent, baby, this that No. 9 When I say she got cake, not Duncan Hines We supposed to fight our demons, but I keep on fuckin´ mine