[Young Thug] S-N-Double-O-P, I´m a dizz-og Shit, he was talking brazy, I ain´t lie, I knocked the nigga off I ain´t tryna give him a chance to kill me or take the stand on me He know I just had a hundred-thousand piece saran´d on me I had a hand out, dawg, we on some shit ??? I tried to take back all the watches, rings, and the necklaces She said I´m taking full advantage ´cause I´m never stressing ´Cause I had feelings for this girl that daddy armed and restless Don´t get me wrong ´cause it ain´t nothing ´bout that money, nigga I meant to tell you, since a kid, I been getting my own figures
I was bringing in the racks and she was steady shopping I´m talking big bills, all colors, nigga, Monolopy I ain´t trippin´, bitch, I´m sharper than a damn machete Super different, I even stood out on my own partners Since a kid, I been a dresser, Thousand Island I was shitting, my diamonds green, piss, port-a-potty, woah
[Mac Miller] Yeah Bitch talk to me while I´m sleeping, yeah, yeah Swimming in the linen like deep-end, yeah, yeah All I never needed was a alibi, yeah, yeah I don´t need a motherfucking reason, yeah
Out of mind, so I keep a pizzy Everything a hundred, I don´t ever leave it fifty, yeah Did my own half-time, if I was simple What the fuck you think I´m rich for? Why you think I´m always talking shit, with my hand on my dick? In the crib, this bitch turn it to a strip show It´s what it is, though Yeah, yeah, it´s what it is, though, yeah, whoa Leave me alone, take your ass home If it ain´t another million, I ain´t picking up the phone Phony motherfuckers always sittin´ on a throne All I want´s some pussy, baby, give a dog a bone, yeah, yeah I don´t need a lot but I got a lot I don´t need a lot but I got a lot, yeah
Two-hundred for the whip in the parking lot Everything cuttin´, turn this shit into a barbershop Swear I´m always shining, couldn´t tell you if it´s dark or not Just a couple things I thought about, yeah, yeah
[Trippie Redd] How the fuck you ever try to play me? I thought you was my love, man, I even called you baby You played me, went from my love to Slim Shady Now demonic thoughts in my head, this shit crazy Thanking God for everything I got, told him to save me Do whatever for my OGs, nigga, that´s who raised me You made me blind to reality, that shit fugazi
Yeah, I said that shit is so fugazi Now I´m swervin´ round in this Mercedes Yeah, you can love me or you hate me He just mad ´cause that pussy nigga ain´t me I´m gettin´ money, I ain´t gon´ let that shit faze me