Yeah Boss, yeah Yeah Let's go I know you don't love me, but I love you And when I fuck (fuck), make my mind up (up) Your bitch signed up (up) How you find us? (us, how?) Now she slidin' up (yeah, ayy) Yeah, I'm ballin' (ballin', ayy), Toni Kukoč (Kukoč) It's no roof, bro (roof, ayy), I got two doors (yeah, ayy) I got two hoes (yeah, ayy), me and Pluto (yeah, ayy) Baby Sasuke (yeah, ayy), not Naruto (yeah, ayy) I got shooters (baow), my boys movers (movers) That's So Raven (what?), tell the future (oh) Oh, that's my new work, she got to work (yeah) I got braces and my tooth hurt (ouch) I got smoke all in my lungs, fucked this bitch for fun (yes) Hollow tips all in my gun, it came with a drum (baow) Bet these fuck niggas gon' run, no, they not with nothin' (nothin') And yo' bitch wanna use her tongue, told her give me some (yeah) Nigga ask questions, no, I don't know nothin' Big-ass chain, yeah, it cost four somethin' How you so rich, but you look so young? Brand new bitch and her ass so dumb How you in the trap but you never sold nothin'? Now I got bread, I ain't have no crumb Say you a big bee, but you never stung nothin' Said I fell off, you ain't had no run (yeah) Must be my clone, 'cause you ain't my son And yo' bitch know I shine like one Not number three, number two, I'm one Never took a L 'cause I won I can't fail, on my mom Went to Hell, bitch, it's fun She give nail 'til she dumb I can tell when she cum Yeah, I'm ballin', Toni Kukoč It's no roof, bro, I got two doors I got two hoes, me and Pluto Baby Sasuke, not Naruto Yeah Your bitch, she givin' me head, now it's goin' down Yeah, let's go (I want you, yeah) I know you don't love me, nigga, I love you And when I fuck (fuck), make my mind up (up) Your bitch signed up (up) How you find us? (us, how?) Now she slidin' up (yeah, ayy) Yeah, I'm ballin' (ballin', ayy), Toni Kukoč (Kukoč) It's no roof, though (roof, ayy), I got two hoes I got a few hoes like Baby Pluto (yeah, ayy) Yeah, I'm icy (yeah, ayy), buy a new boat I got diamonds on my arm, ballin' just for fun I be doin' this shit, goin' dumb, you know I'm upper echelon She just kissed my ring, she gon' have me sprung Let me lick your coochie, yeah, 'cause she the one I just broke bread, yeah, she don't like no crumbs (Freebandz, yes) Got a hundred rounds on it, this a tommy gun (baow) She so damn bougie, that's that one I want (yeah) Cop the his and her Spur, I bought more than one Ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, yeah Ayy, ayy, baow Ayy, yeah Yeah, I'm ballin', Toni Kukoč It's no roof, bro, I got two doors I got two hoes, me and Pluto Baby Sasuke, not Naruto I want you, yeah

Future baby mama I've heard it said my lovers look alike Could it be that I was looking for you? They were cool but something wasn't right They had me fooled for a minute and then I saw the truth None of them got what it takes to be a future baby mama Gotta bend in the wind but don't break to keep your man Show me one of them and I'll make her mine with no more drama Future baby mama I've heard it said that I won't treat you right But they ain't sure 'cos they don't know nothing about you You're too secure to ever want to fuss and fight That's why your man never ever got a reason to doubt you None of them got what it takes to be a future baby mama Bend in the wind but don't break to keep your man Show me one of them and I'll make her mine, no more drama Future baby mama Yeah, I know you might be fine but I've seen it all before Cinderella was a waste of time and oops, she's out the door To build a house together, the thing that matters more Is under the floor, a strong foundation that last forever more I'm gon' to make you happy, baby, happier than happy itself You know what? If you'll ever need a hand, call me, I'll help 'Cos I got you, anywhere you wanna go Paris, London, Africa, San Lucas, Mexico, you see I know what you want, what every good woman wants A man so in love with you, he can't help but to flaunt you Deep down, I know what you want You want your girlfriends to hate you 'cos they can't get your man None of them got what it takes to be a future baby mama Gotta bend in the wind but don't break to keep your man Show me one of them and I'll make her mine, no more drama Future baby mama, future baby mama, future baby mama

Yeah, yeah It's that EVOL, ah You understand me? I bagged this bad bitch, it was nothing to get her You want a whole brick? Oh it's nothing to get 'em Oh, you want diamonds like this? It wasn't nothing to get 'em I had to focus, then it wasn't nothing to get 'em Hey, thirty thousand on a watch, I swear thank God I'm ballin' Feds watching on my spot, they say somebody called 'em Hottest nigga in the streets, they see my Audemars Hottest nigga in the streets, three thousands grams of shoo Boston, Georgia, I'm with that game, you got that girl that blow Oh, you want my life, that's locked for me, that's all I know Catch me pissing out the codeine from the night before This for Khaled, this for niggas 'round the Ace and bottles This for G-rod, C-Rod, all these niggas banging B's This the greatest story never told, you gotta see it I, I got some names but I ain't gon' never drop 'em Aye, she say my name but she won't ever drop me You want an R&B chick, shawty it ain't nothin' to get her You want to run around the town, well it ain't nothin' to get her You want to drive around in that Rolls, you know it ain't nothin' to get her You know that I'm gonna make homies ride for me, it ain't nothin' to get 'em We throwed away that money cause that mula swole I throw that grams of bar, I'm servin' in the cold Got fifty eight grams of bar, we servin' up here? They say they got Magnolia, shawty bangin' either They trapped out Angola, they was out the NOLA Then fuck around and then know you, got to be a cobra They cooped up with that yola, not that good coke cola I fucked around and showed them that my heart is colder My water whippin' issues now we packin pills too They packin' gats and lots these niggas sending missiles They say they hate the kid, the kid was getting' mula You wanna ask around, then you can ask my jeweler Bodies came around, he shot 'em on a bike Oh he poppin' wheelies, a lil Haiti baby Oh they say that nigga he just a lil Haiti baby Oh they say that boy he just a lil Haiti baby Shoot in broad day, he shoot in broad day Shot the whole window up in broad day Oh that's that lil Haiti baby, Haiti baby Oh that's that lil Haiti baby, Haiti baby Dumping down the pills, I feel my head explodin' Roll a pound of dope, I gotta keep on smokin' Money comin' in, we ain't gon' never spend it Ten thousand bags of kush, we ain't gon' never listen I just wanna be there for my nigga, woo I just wanna go back to the Bentley store I just wanna go back to the Lamb' store I just wanna buy another Rover though I just wanna get back on a yacht tomorrow I just wanna buy another spot tomorrow All this money comin' in, can't never spend it I swear, all this money comin' in, we're still winnin' Shoot in broad day, shoot in broad day Shot the whole window up in broad day Oh that's that lil Haiti baby, Haiti baby Oh that's that lil Haiti baby, Haiti baby Coke in all the cars, we ain't got no facade Pull up in that 'Rari, we don't know facade Pull up with that yappa, it wasn't no facade Lettin' off all the rounds, it wasn't just no facade Bodies came around, he shot 'em on a bike Oh he poppin' wheelies, he a lil Haiti baby Oh they say that nigga, he a lil Haiti baby Oh they say that boy, he a lil Haiti baby Shoot in broad day, he shoot in broad day Shot the whole window up in broad day Oh that's that lil Haiti baby, Haiti baby Oh that's that lil Haiti baby, Haiti baby Dumpin' back these pills, I feel my head explodin' Jumpin' out these whips, we ain't on no facade Pull up in that 'Rari, ain't no no Facade Pull up in that 'Rari, ain't no no Facade Shoot in broad day, he shoot in broad day Shot the whole window up in broad day EVOL

Pluto and NAV Tay Keith, this too hard I got bands coming in every day now (bands) They were calling me broke, they got nothing to say now First brown boy to get it popping, no debate now (no debate) I'm too lit to take a charge, and the shade down (too lit) Couldn't afford to smoke, so we had to take it Fuck a pound up just to roll up, now we made it (made it) I got friends that got money, that ain't famous (ain't famous) Everywhere they go, gotta keep a stainless (stainless) You ain't dripping, just because you in the latest (no) Break into the studio in Atlanta, witness greatness Bought a foreign coupe, and everything upgraded They want the old NAV, I'ma go back to the basics (basics) Make some bitches count the cash, while they naked (cash) Ain't a perv, just making sure that they won't take it (take it) When I'm rolling, I be going through different stages (stages) Coming down, I go back up and feel amazing (coming down) Coming down, I go back up I feel amazing (amazing) Coming down, I go back up I feel amazing (amazing) On a Tesla, in a Lambo, speed racing (skrrt) Not a doctor, got prescriptions like a patient I got these bitches on perkies again They counting my cash, yeah She got a fetish for niggas for murder block, living fast, yeah I spent like two and a half million on bitch's tab, yeah I couldn't afford the case, I put the dead body on layaway, yeah I just get some pussy on a cash route, yeah I just send a bookie on a crash course Diamonds on lead, fuck what you said That bitch stand out I took a bitch and I gotta a lick, and I don't got patience I got foreign cars and I got bitches, Asians Me and Cash chop the mills, we exchanging (gang) Busting down a Plain Jane, copped the one (the one) Hop in a space rocket, yeah, we long gone Making these bitches count this cash when they naked (cash) And our privilege is making sure you don't take it (take it) When I'm rolling, I be going through different stages (stages) Coming down, I go back up, I feel amazing (coming down) Coming down, I go back up I feel amazing Coming down, I go back up I feel amazing On a Tesla, in a Lambo, speed racing Not a doctor, got prescriptions like a patient

The $0$, dress so fress, Sy's very fancy, Hi-tek flows flex On the street sy hou van my skoene Like there goes da ou met die Pumas Did you pay for those shoes bru? Im flat broke bra But free Puma fokken alles coz I rap so gna Y mc kak n oukie (?) Ninja's rap maak 'n poppie nat in the broekie Kykie kykie ons is face to face hie Im showing you affection luister baby I know you need protection jy's a meisie Im livin my vida loca and it makes you crazy What's the big fucking deal? Im the big fucking deal. Flasta's beat's fuckin' ill. Suckers in my zone getting up to kak Better pasop or the ninja will fuck you up Chorus: Not everybody getting money spending money Not everybody getting money spending money I'll pop a sucka fuckin' with my pocket money I'll pop a sucka fuckin' with my pocket money One, two, three to the four. Ninja's hardcore I sleep on the floor Too much love makes you phat like a ganster Fok dit eks nog steeds fokken honger Let the N-I-N J to the A clim on the mic And take you away The mind's tricky There's a lot of games it can play Tell me whats wrong I'll make it OK Life is a mind fuck you can sing to the lord But you just the result of everything you were taught Very fancy when I do my thing to the drum Ninja says everything you think you become Cool, i wanna be rich and invisible Replace poetry play overseas Ninja only raps with really cool rappers Now you see me now you dont Zing zooey zappaz Very fancy This beats very fancy Very fancy I speak very fancy Chorus Big bad man from the overseas throws a beat my way Sommer makes my day See...