(Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe)
Uh, uh Percocets and strong blacks (Uh)
I hit her off the strong back (Uh) Nigga, you don´t even know ´bout that (Uh) I can fuck a bitch I´ll never break a sweat (Uh) I´m runnin´ down, I´m on they ass just like Charles Manson (Uh) I ain´t never leavin´ my BM, bitch, just stop askin´ 2012, none of you broke ass niggas was going to classes It´s time to bring the Bubbs back up, nigga, I miss taxin´ I don´t know ´bout you, but, I ain´t never flipped a bitch taxes I´m quick to show a nigga, I ain´t doing all that riff-raffin´ Been rappin´ all my life, but, seven months in I´m rapping If you a real trap nigga, you know I´m talking plastic
And if you really done clapped niggas, then, you ain´t scared of the casket I gave my bitch ten bands I tell her to fill her basket "Go buy some Gucci, buy Chanel, bitch, ´cause you the baddest" They say they rather the realist over the baddest, damn that´s malice But, either way she playin´ games and I ain´t talkin´ madden She acting lame she told me , "Stick yo´ finger inside my panties" Bought you a flight to stand on business, bitch, I ain´t yo´ daddy I left a bitch out in Cali´, she was acting sassy I heard her family wanna whack me, but, they know I´m rappin´ They know I stay in traffic
Know I´m toting big ol´ weapons They know I´m riding with them killers don´t speak on nothin´ that happened
Bitch ass nigga don´t want no static (Mm) Bitch an nigga don´t want no static (Hm-mm) Every glizzy I tote, you know this bitch a automatic I´m tryna face time a nigga (Ooh), close casket
(Hm) Real killers move silent (Hm) Real killers come through move silent´ Never hidin´, only thing we duckin´ sirens Cops ??? come through (Skrrt), this a wide body Nigga you gon kill, or you gon´ cry about it? I swept a bitch right off her feet, she say she blindsided Last bitch, she got caught cheatin´ and she lied ´bout it
They screamin´ bros over hoes I gotta boycott it (Uh) Wait- sidetrack nigga (Uh), sidetrack (Uh) Wait- sidetrack nigga (Uh), sidetrack Before I hit the stage, got to do a sound check Ain´t nothin´ of Miami hoes ain´t got nun on that Broward neck (Uh) Wait- sidetrack nigga (Uh), sidetrack (Uh) Wait- sidetrack nigga (Uh), sidetrack Young Miami got you hoes think you gettin´ a check Ho, move yo´ teeth, yo´ childish ass can´t even give no head Hold up, I´m sidetrackin´, baby, I´m sidetracked (Damn) I´m sidetrackin´, baby, I´m sidetracked (Damn) I´m just talkin´ out my ass you know I ain´t meant that You posting ass all on IG I´m tryna hit that
Bitch ass nigga don´t want no static (Mm) Bitch an nigga don´t want no static (Hm-mm) Every glizzy I tote, you know this bitch a automatic I´m tryna face time a nigga (Ooh), close casket