Thugga Thugga, baby
This that swagged out shit, swaggin´
Hee!

I keep that Kushy on me (Keep it, I keep it)

I keep them Xannies on me (Them Xannies)
She keep a bad bitch for me (She bad)
They not embarrassing me (No)
This not your average with me (No)
Gucci a G, nigga me (You know)
This ain´t why they started a beef (No)
Then someone gon´ end up deceased

This shit is a problem, these bitches a problem
These niggas they problems, we problems
These niggas can´t stop us, these niggas wan´ pop us
These niggas can´t do nun´ but stalk us
I´m not from New York, and I´m not 50 Cent
But these bitches know I got the power
These bitches know I´m Eddie Bauer, I kill ´em
Then send his lil´ muhfuckin´ mama some flowers

Send his lil´ mama some roses (Roses)
Get me the racks, you a slow bitch (Slow bitch)
YSL, you know the slogan (Slime)
And if you trickin´, yeah you owe me (You owe me, bitch)
I know the code bitch (I got a code)
And I know you rougue-ish (I know you is)
You ain´t serve no pack, boy you role-less (What?!)
You living life bogus
These bitches they bogus, but I´ma stay focused in Focus´
I fuck her, I fuck on her face, then I bust like a coconut
These niggas be bro-in´ us, half of these niggas not knowin´ us (They don´t)
They know they can´t notice us ´cause these lil´ bitches so low to us

L-O-W, yeah, I love you, ´til I fuck you (Swear)
Got the hustle, big ol´ muzzles, and I´m buffer (Grrr)
Haiti baby, more like the 80s baby, bitch, I´m the terminator
Go ´round, ´round, ´round, they come ´round, they hatin´
You smoke that base, and you smoke that basic, I swear

I keep that Kushy on me (Keep it, I keep it)
I keep them Xannies on me (Them Xans)
She keep a bad bitch for me (She bad)
They not embarrassing me (No)
This not your average with me (No)
Gucci a G, nigga me (You know)
This ain´t why they started a beef (No)
Then someone gon´ end up deceased

I get head for the low (Duffle bag)
She get that bread on the low (Duffle bag)
Pull up in somethin´ they don´t know (Skrrt)
Give em them racks and they know (Duffle bag)
Nigga them loafs (Duffle bag)
Yeah them them loafs (Duffle bag)
Took off with no overdose (That duffle bag)
As far as shit goes (That duffle bag)

Take her to give her some plastics (Spend me some racks)
Suck on my Johnson, no Magic (Suck on that dick)
Diamonds, they dancing (My wrist is just bleedin´)
Don´t try it, don´t [?] (Don´t try it, don´t try)
Keepin´ the woolie like bandits (Yee)
Fuck her so hard she need bandages (Woo)

Cheese in the pocket like sandwiches (Slatt)
I like ´em thick just like Manwiches
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don´t want no kid like that mama shit
I´m ballin´, just check out them stunnas, bitch
I pray that you check out them numbers, bitch (Ballin´)
I was down with you, I was just countin´ it (Was, I was right there)
[?] (Woo)
I be speed-ballin´ to the money
I be answerin´ but I´m never calling
I don´t follow close, I´m never stalking (Swear)
Take her to eat I show up at Chipotle
Niggas acting like they cool when they wrote it
Wro´ wro´ wrote it yeah, you told it (What?)
Hey, all ready to fight you call the police (Hee)

I keep that Kushy on me (Keep it, I keep it)
I keep them Xannies on me (Them Xans)
She keep a bad bitch for me (She bad)
They not embarrassing me (No)
This not your average with me (No)
Gucci a G, nigga me (You know)
This ain´t why they started a beef (No)
Then someone gon´ end up deceased

This shit is a problem, these bitches a problem
These niggas they problems, we problems
These niggas can´t stop us, these niggas wan´ pop us
These niggas can´t do nun´ but stalk us
I´m not from New York, and I´m not 50 Cent
But these bitches know I got the power
These bitches know I´m Eddie Bauer, I kill ´em
Then send his lil´ muhfuckin´ mama some flowers