Man, it´s three in the morning (Uh-huh) I´m thinkin´ ´bout hittin´ this lick
I know what y´all thinkin´, I´m bogus I´m supposed to be home with a bitch Nah, see, I pay the rent, yeah, and I got a kid, damn Plus, his pockets thick, the shit I´ma take, he won´t even miss Now this shit a risk ´cause I asked about him and he play with stick But it is what it is, if that nigga rich then I´m bustin´ his shit Yeah, see, even I flinch, nah, ´cause my finger itch But here come his whip, but he ain´t alone, he came with a bitch See I ain´t changin´ no plans, it is what it is, I am what I am And if his bitch got some sense, when I up this Blick his hoe better get down
From the look this bitch Burberry´d down From the look this bitch bag say Chanel From backend she a ten on the scale I think I might just take her as well Let me stop being´ silly, they goin´ in the building, I´m goin´ in with ´em God please let him do what I say, if he don´t, he gon´ be comin´ to get me See, I´m high and a little bit of tipsy But I´m focused, I´m thirsty, it´s in me Caught him lackin´, put the Glock to his kidney He start shakin´ and squirmin´ and fidgetin´ Told the bitch, "Don´t look my way," if she do, her whole face gon´ be missin´ And she stay with her face to the wall so I guess that she got the picture I want the money, it could be so simple And your jewelry shit look official
If he play, gun blow like a whistle Pat him down, look, what? I found his pistol Looked to the right ´cause I heard a giggle Turned around and this bitch my sister "Ayy Kayla, why you dressed like a hooker? And all the niggas that you fuck with be pussy?" Damn, look, man, I´m sorry, I´m sorry for ruining´ y´all party But I´m keepin´ the money and jewelry Just walk it off, you would thank me tomorrow Man, these niggas be bitches, straight ho, flat out, he sissy Play with King Von, he trippin´ Find out where he stay next week, he missin´ A nigga diss me, he won´t do it again I rob a nigga and do it again I come through your block and kill two of your friends