Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, woo-woah, yeah Girls like you (girls like you) Always got a bad attitude (ooh, yeah) God made bad bitches rude (bad bitches rude) God made bad bitches rude A lot of ass on her lip, body bad, you strip Pretty face, but a flip, in her bag with the chip (Chip) Blowin' racks at the Fifth, girl, keep it up, I can see ya Ain't nothin' like I got, I don't need you (need) Yeah, yeah (yeah, ooh, yeah) Those are the ones Those are the ones Stand on your heart (heart) And look in your eyes (eyes) I know I broke a lot of hearts (a lot of hearts) Gave my share of scars, but (ooh, yeah) Ain't nothin' worse than a broken man Can't tell your bros, they won't understand Drown out the pain with a loyal fan Use your pussy power 'cause you know you can, oh Girls like you (girls like you, ooh) Always got a bad attitude (attitude, ooh, yeah) God made bad bitches rude (bitches rude) God made bad bitches rude (ooh, yeah) Girls like you Always got a bad attitude (ooh, yeah) God made bad bitches rude God made bad bitches rude

We began after the storm inside Lay the land, it's just the morning light (Ooh-ooh, ooh) (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Switch your, switch your attitude Go 'head, level up yourself This that different latitude (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Life too short, go spoil yourself Feel that feel, enjoy yourself 'Cause we have everything we need (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) We have everything we need (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) We have everything we need (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) We have everything we need (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) We have everything we need We began after the storm inside Lay the land, it's just the morning light Switch my, switch my attitude I'm so, I'm so radical All these people mad at dude This for who it matter to What if Eve made apple juice? You gon' do what Adam do? Or say, "Baby, let's put this back on the tree" 'Cause we have everything we need (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) We have everything we need (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) We have everything we need (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) We have everything we need (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) We have everything we need We began after the storm inside Lay the land, it's just the morning light

Friends tellin' me I'm crazy That I'm wasting time with you You'll never be mine That's not the way I see it 'Cause you're mine when you're with me That sits with me fine Stop listenin' to my friends 'Cause the way I see it, now you're mine Stop listenin' to my friends 'Cause the way I see it, now you're mine Stop listenin' to my friends 'Cause the way I see it, now you're mine Stop listenin' to my friends Stop listenin' to your friends Yeah, you may have many others But I know when you're with me I'm all that you see (oh, oh) F-f-friends seem to always listen To the bad things that you do 'Cause you don't do them to me (oh baby) Stop listenin' to my friends 'Cause the way I see it, now you're mine Stop listenin' to my friends 'Cause the way I see it, now you're mine Stop listenin' to my friends (friends, oh) 'Cause the way I see it, now you're mine Stop listenin' to my friends Stop listenin' to your friends Stop listenin' Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You know I got you when I come back to the town (You know I got you when I'm back in town) But I gotta go Girl, don't wait up, no I gotta see the love from me OT Allepac the family Uh, why would I take a shorty OT? There's already shorty's OT Why would I bring sand to the beach? When they're all on me, and they're all OD Freak she want Freak, she callin' that Birkin She can't believe she's seeing me in person My first time in your city Show me that shit that you done said we on, OT When we're OT (when we're OT) Oh, when we're OT (when we're OT) Oh, when I'm in your town (when we're OT) You probably already know what it is when I shut it down When we're OT (oh, we're OT) Why would I take my bitch to Tulum? When we all know all the bitches go to Tulum Told them turn the lights up, I see some hoes in this room I was tryna smoke some weed, but then she tryna do some shrooms The baby wavy, wavy, got me swimming in it Tropical water like Caribbean One night in your city, she like "Gimme it" She poured up some '42, I'm drinking juice and gin She said, "Can you take me to the West side?" But she knows I got a bitch on the West side And we only see each other in New York And whatever happens here, stay in New York Why would I take a shorty OT? There's already shorty's OT Why would I bring sand to the beach? When they're all on me, and they're all OD Freak she want Freak, she callin' that Birkin She can't believe that she seeing me in person My first time in your city Show me that shit that you done said we on, OT Uh, eye contact, it's over Says she like my accent, she open Beat me to the terminal, want that baby so bad She only fuckin' with me 'cause she know I'm chosen Lie to me Tell me the pussy is mine when we freak As long as you don't speak about it Then shawty we can sneak around Little baddie from the inner city I'm her nigga when I'm in her city Ah, you know when I come through We gon' make a movie, yeah Why would I take a shorty OT? There's already shorty's OT Why would I bring sand to the beach? When they're all on me and they're all OD Freak she want Freak, she callin' that Birkin She can't believe that she seeing me in person My first time in your city Show me that shit that you done said we on, OT Girl, don't be shy now Oh, when I'm in your town now Can we catch a vibe? I wanna do what you do I'm in love with you but you know We where it's litty at Uh, show me where the bittys at, see me

In this motherfucker smelling like a hundred racks Smelling good with this Bond No. 9 (Hitmaka) Hundred racks, hundred racks, hundred racks, oh my God Mari beats, turn me up, up It's all these hundreds on me 'cause she mine (She mine) Yeah I do this shit for fun (For fun) Champagne showers 'til she cum ('Til she cum) I just popped a perc for everyone (Everyone) Wraith, watch, PCA drop (Turn up) Time machine the road, suicide the top (Top) Down town parking lot, penthouse shot (Turn up) You just wifed a thot, she up but she not (Yeah yeah) I just spent a hundred grand on my jewelry (On my jewelry) I just spent a hundred grand on my jewelry (On my jewelry) You say, you say that's your mans, are you sure-y? (Are you sure-y?) He done told on the whole squad, no sorry (Turn up, come on) I just blew a whole bag today on my diamonds (Turn up, come on) Everything too real, be honest Uh, uh, we be pushing the Porsche in the trenches (Skrrt) Came a long way hopping fences Cash, credit, shawty fix her titties But these niggas don't get it, ooh I just bet 100K on Floyd, oh (Cash) I ain't going if I ain't on that floor, oh 100K bust out the plastic (Turn up) 100K flood out the Patek West coast we hot in (JoJo) Fuck around, hide in the attic (Go, go) Uh uh, tell that DJ play this shit right back, uh-huh (Turn up) Young fly nigga, pick up where he slack (Where he slack, ayy) Too hot up in this club, get off my back (Get off my back, ayy) Don't wanna hit your cup if it's not Act, Act I just spent a hundred grand on my jewelry (jewelry) I just spent a hundred grand on my jewelry (jewelry) You say, you say that's your mans, are you sure-y? (sure-y) He done told on the whole squad, no sorry Yeah, look at my wrist, that's a Patek, yeah Look at my neck, that's another Patek, yeah Givenchy sweats with a Moncler vest, yeah Fuck my ex, fuck all my exes, yeah She cut me off, so I fuck her best friend, yeah She hit me up and I seen a message, yeah Smith & Wesson, fuck a Tekken, yeah Hit his head then that's a dead man, yeah Hit his head now he a dead man, ooh Hit his head now learn a lesson, ooh I'm so blessed now, I'm a blessing, ooh You a dub now, I'm finessing you I just spent a hundred grand on my jewelry (jewelry) I just spent a hundred grand on my jewelry (jewelry) You say, you say that's your mans, are you sure-y? (sure-y) He done told on the whole squad, no sorry It's all these hundreds on me 'cause she mine (Wow) Yeah I do this shit for fun (Fun) Champagne showers 'til she cum ('Til she cum) I just popped a perc for everyone (Everyone)

Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that These niggas really don't know grindin' These niggas really don't know what time it is I'm finna learn the slackers a lil' lesson So tell them that my class is in session So line 'em in Shady game so sheisty, style so crazy Niggas don't like me just because I speak the truth But they don't really want me raisin' the youth They'd rather see 'em eat garbage (Garbage) In life, I'm not forty years old, I'm forty years strong in this shit I'm movin' like a grown ass man Leave 'em down with a long ass hand to keep 'em back Never let lames get too close to me Sucka friend, this how it's supposed to be Illuminati won't be moldin' me 'cause I expose the bullshit Fuck that (Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that) Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Class is in session so fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Knowledge is nonexistent, materialistic Political, egotistic, so I missed it I'd rather be the nigga doin' my own thing Instead of followin' them niggas doin' the wrong thing I keep the ninas outta my business and stay way from [?] Because it's all about winnin', no losses Gotta be the boss, mane A real boss know what time and what it cost, mane Y'all lames stop playin' In life, I'm not forty years old, I'm forty years strong in this shit I'm movin' like a grown ass man Leave 'em down with a long ass hand to keep 'em back Never let lames get too close to me Sucka friend, this how it's supposed to be Illuminati won't be moldin' me 'cause I expose the bullshit Fuck that (Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that) Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Class is in session so fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that

She slide the dick in, she slide the dick in Yeah, Thugger, Thugger, baby, yeah Uh, eh, I don't want to tease it, I really want freaky I'm Michael, I beat it, I'm keepin' your secret I got more hoes than Pleasers, the one that's on Bleveland She pull up and freak it, she pull up and freak it I hop out the 'Rari, I'm leaving it started She got just a Harley and a skull just like Hardy Eh, you play with her garden, she smoke you like Marley Eh, now she be my darlin', yeah, she be my Barbie I'm lovin' your patience, turned all in this race Ooh, long as you don't play, motherfuck what you say Hey, I'm on the third base and you away (That means I'm home) Quan said, 'Please have a phone', call it a day I got my ice out the lake, killed that boy by a mistake We eatin', where is your plate? Aim at your head or your face? Hannah Montana, my nigga gon' cook everyday, yeah, they bake Bitch, I been havin' them bricks and them bells, late I apologize if I got more money than you and your clan I apologize if I pull up in that new coupe wrapped in 'Ran I apologize if I post a picture posted wit' some bands I apologize if I go and grow me some pot in Japan Where your bitch at? No, not that one Baby want to touch my milk like she cowin' Every time you see me, I'm a have thousands On the island, no dressin' I won't taste it, you got no man, I hope you a free agent I'm a big old Blood inside that little ol' nation Eh, ho, what is your bargain? Bro, what is your bargain? Eh, I pull up and arson all over your garden Eh, I'm never gon' call you, I'm always gon' ball you Eh, my diamonds cost more than whatever I chargin' Now I'm bleedin', need a band-aid, on a rampage wit' 'em AKs Nigga, jewellery real gold like an Ace of Spades Higher than a escalator any day I'm a catch a bitch that fold her like a centipede But I ain't talkin' 'bout no copper, she got double Ds These niggas fake-ballin' like a Powerade Damn, this might be coward day Yeah, this might be powder day Sniff, shoot up, boot up (toot up), TMZ, sue us Even if you had Erykah Ba', you couldn't do us But I got a whole lot of motherfuckin' guns Nigga, you can shoot us, hey And I ain't never been a rat, but I'm livin' ruthless I show the pussy-bitch bankroll, now she can do us, no And we the best, every time we come around Boy, they root for us, true And everybody hate Chris But I got them racks up, now they Luda, yeah Tell baby girl, I only wanna throat, flute us Five thousand on Yeezys, they think I ain't Jesus Get my ice out the freezer, it cost a lil' Beamer She fuckin' my whoadie, yeah, lil'-bitty shorty She think he adoring cause his pockets on Norbit Play with me and these bitch-niggas gon' die All I want is that head and that ain't no lie Nigga ask if you dizzy, don't say nothin' These niggas vibe faker than a puppet

For the love of money Well, well, well, ooh For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money (Ahh, ahh) For the love of money (Ahh, oh yeah) For the love of money (Ahh harder, ahh) For the love of money (Ah, ahh, ahh, mmm) For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money What people will do for the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money (Oh, come on baby) For the love of money (Oh harder, harder, oh yeah) For the love of money (Mmm damn, work it oh, yeah) For the love of money (Aww, mmm, ahh, mmm) For the love of money For the love, love yeah For the love of money What people will do for the love of money For the love of money You're just a sinner for the love of money For the love of money Don't' you know, don't you know Don't you know that money is the root of evil For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money

Where you from nigga? Straight from the muthafuckin' land ah the heartless Five true thugs from the double glock Ready ta pop to the dome, eternally it's on Yeah, Straight Mo Thug nigga return from the Claire Test this hustla betta not dare We talkin' about distributing llelo Little Layzie beat it Daily collectin' me bank roll Rollin' wid Trues, nothing to lose Never the less ain't about that talking Screamin' out murda coming ta serve ya Nigga we told ya Bone be stalking, (we walking) Number one assassin Pick up the pump and it causing the 12-guage eruption Let loose wid ah buckshot blastin' Bone up outta the cut and we buckin' Eternally here to stay in the khaki suits and the high tec boots Oops I'm comin' wid troops, fools Be ready ta shoot collectin' my loot Blazin' and burnin' my grain This year the same I crept and I came Niggas that fell off that thought they could hang Givin' up slang tryna' fuck wid ah chain gang bang! Str8 land ah the heartless Where the thugs be thinkin' ah execution Str8 prosecution little Lay go buck and start the fusion Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Come and follow me hollow point snub slug Pullin' me body underground Put 'em in the grave they lay away down Claire Claire stay down I'm one ah the thuggest muthafuckas in yo city Under me strap packed Ride, ready me pap pap in broad daylight You wid me roll well roll till the Bone drop hit that hydro That's the way that we deal That's the way that we steal Well I really keep that high on, my mind ride, Ride to the darkside feel the darkness East ninety nine, mine the thugs I luvs 'em heartless Yeah follow me now ride ride follow me commit some You can run but won't escape the lie So many tried but died Niggas be runnin' and duckin' them bullets Ain't tryna' get scared or we all ah get sprayed Gotta get away when the po-pos chase me So me, runnin' wid me guage Bang bang put 'em in ah coffin Buck buck droppin' them bodies (Come again) dumpin' them bodies (Runnin' then) we finna posse Thug what check out the glock glock We to poetic for swang Niggas claim they came and remain Smoke bud all day and maintain They come they gun they run From the po-po jump the fence Hit 95th and now Nigga let's roll some shit Let's smoke out quick befo' anyone ah them That's them the po-po back up on me Nigga me fucked up now Little time they screamin' on 6-5 That's whenna me jumped up, I'm out now Little nigga playin' wid them police in the Claire Get 'em up wid, beware I take Nigga need some weed That's funny I ain't got no money Nigga put me down, Swing to the bud stops for some brews Really don't drink but it's for me Trues Four crazy niggas wid nuthin' to looooose. Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan I'm from the C-Town we beat 'em Thug niggas done straight came up, Nigga wanna test must rest Buckshots all in that chest he's fucked up, Killas from the nigga that's realer In wid that Claire Bendin' that dunn Pop when they run dunn Bodies gon' fall my Cleveland niggas what's up Ya down for that thang gotta gang bang bang if you have to, Beat ah nigga down in any town, But don't let me catch ya Mentality straight from the C-Town Where everyday niggas get beat down Betta think before you run up I gun up but I think keep peep this game now To the niggas that's just gone by that fuckin' wid Bone Swang widda clip tight clan It's all eternally flossed out Nigga that's Bone Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan...

Keep smokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Yeah boi, wear corduroy I've gotta keep on smokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Yeah boi, wear corduroy Hey, gimme some herbs, the word Better hit it, we know, we know what you heard Thai-da-da-da, done hit my burb Here to get it, hit it, and niggas is served And a fifth of burb It'll switch your nerves, and I'll get to swervin Burnin in my Benz, and I'm here, nigga Don't you ride with me, you have to learn it Close the curtain, nigga, we searchin Search for the blunts and stone, I'm certain Runnin up, so I'll be runnin, and rappin's my hobby When I'm smokin I'm workin, and I'm hurtin, hurtin Reefer, reefer, reefer, yes, me P.O.D.d-ah D.d-ah Past overdose comatose, see a See a bunch of sticky creeper, creeper Roll it up, sellin my kin folk And the end of the world, I'll have the indo, indo And you can it up, need no friends though See, little B.B. gives no weed fees when your ends low We can get smoked (Hey!) About to curb serve over phat tracks Bluelight has got the scoop on where the party's at Somebody said, "Damn, where's the drinks?" It's chillin' in the middle of the kitchen sink We got Alize, and Isle iced tea A little Bambazini and some Hennessey The stuff that keeps you toe-up Now tell me are you high enough? Remember forever addicted, get it twisted It's that mystic Rip and Guiness, hit it Singin my business, lately, got me ready to kick it But dig it, my hydro high--got me thinkin, "Die, die, die." Twenty twin, twin, then again, no crime in a dime Well did llelo to my payroll, straight to the bank, oh, ever so thankful My mayo, aiyyo, stay away or come and get split a wig, insane, oh Gotta make that money, man, any and all cost, y'all Any and all, all, nah, gonna get caught up, caught The house was so hot, I can't stand the heat I'm dancin with my peoples I've been tryin to see There bumpin my jam, guess who I see Comin to hype the party with some indo, tweed? We got Bizzy Bone, Krayzie Layzie, Wish and Flesh, thugs-n-harmony Righteous when I spike the punch My people's gonna drink it up You gotta puff, puff, give, and pass it to the left