I can’t fuck with ho niggas I can’t trust these hoes neither Wake up early in the morning Eat that pussy like cold pizza Hatin’ ass niggas be baller blocking Acting like some goalkeepers There’s a reason for everything But my niggas kill for no reason Camo shorts with a ho beater All-black hoodie, I’m the Grim Reaper Look like it’s time for spring cleaning Brand new spanking street sweeper Been in the game, I’m knee deep I like good head, I like good reefer All my niggas strapped and ready To set it off, Queen Latifah Got a chopper with a drum Split Swishers with my thumb Get money like Donald Trump Double barrel on that pump This kush I got ain’t no chump Get stupid and get stomped Two guns, I call ’em Kriss Kross Kriss Kross’ll make you jump Gotta do what a nigga gotta do Got goons, I ain’t even gotta shoot Got a bunch of bad bitches by the pool I like my bitches in twos Gotta go, I stick it and move G Code, I stick to the rules Last night I got so high I swear to God I went to the moon I’m on that shit you can’t get nowhere You pussy boy, don’t go there If I don’t do nothing I’mma ball, no hair Smoking on that “Oh yeah” My niggas tote that hardware What you ’bout, whoadie? My niggas about that warfare Real nigga since day one Cause I ain’t promised day two Throw that pussy at me Bitch, I think I’m Babe Ruth Drop top Maybach on the way Yeah, that’s that new Landaulet She let me into her jungle I’m gonna hit her with that rattle snake Guns clap like patty cake Blood gang red bandana face Make them pussies pop they self You can call that “masturbate” I don’t front, no fabricate I get high, I gravitate Weezy F. Baby, bitch The ‘F’ is for fascinate Louisiana, I’m from that swamp I’mma pull this bitch out and dump Better run like Forrest Gump Fuck you and where you from Three, Two, I am the One Job well done I ball 24/7, 3-6-5, twelve months What’s up redbone, what’s up caramel? Come to Wayne’s World, it’s a fairy tale Yeah I’m high bitch, bitch I parasail Carter 4 is late Sorry for the wait Thank you