Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm (Whew)
Yeah, look
(Buddah blessed this beat)

Psychin´ out, mm, bro pull a pistol on anyone
Hopped out the car with a big SK
Grip it under my arm like a minigun
Nigga think he can take any of my hoes
Sit back and watch him receive a Cinnabon
Run out and hop in some foreigns
Some hoes and my momma, the ratio ten to one
All of my exes look at me like, God, I turned a façade
Buy her a car but it´s still in my name
If that bitch tryna leave, take it back like Rashad
Six-hundred thousand, I stuffed in the park
Ten different bitches, we made ´em hoes mosh
Maison Margiela sole when I wash
Give me that mouth, your body is botched
Two different girls, I had bought for the fuck bitch

Makin´ so much guap, I don´t know what to do with this shit
But I promise I´m lovin´ it
Bitch is a burden, my momma, I´m dubbin´ it
Double dishin´ on the rims, I´m thuggin´ it
Ballin´ but my ex tryna X somethin´ out
Niggas want smoke, tryna see what I´m ´bout
I want that bitch tryna live in her mouth, ha-ha
Niggas is not rich, on my momma, niggas cold, bitch
Niggas´ll fold quick, look in his eyes, he sure a snitch
Uppin´ that fire on his ass, bet he change, bitch
Left my hot-head brother home, he too dangerous
Oh, shit, rocky road, he not tough, he told
One-fifty my shows
Pull up with three model bitches, Coca Cola nose
Kamikaze middle of the party, my nose feel extra snotty

Might deposit Mona Lisa profit, can´t fit in no one´s wallet
Hoes watchin´, fuck her on the balcony where MLK died
My wrist tied up, watch worth a life
Trade it for a soul, red beam on top with the pole
Accuracy on Norris Cole, hmm