Fuckin' with me, niggas ain't fuckin' with me (niggas ain't fuckin') Niggas ain't fuckin' with me, you niggas ain't fuckin' with me (whoa-whoa) Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Drop (yeah) Flew her out on the first flight Got that pussy the first night Niggas say, "It's war, then it's on sight", gang, gang (brrt) Walk in this bitch with all this ice I could've came through in a 'Rari, but hit the hood on my dirt bike, yeah (man) Countin' these bands up, been fuckin' my hands up (fuck it up) I was in Paris, I pay for the drill, hit your man's up (brrt) Big Glock. 40 on the hipline, hold my pants up (hold it up) She was confused, like, "How you the G.O.A.T. in a Lambo truck? " (she like, "What?") Fuckin' this tall bitch from the back, say, "Stand up" (woo) Then put your motherfuckin' face down, ass up Nigga been rich too long for makin' these songs, my nigga, it's past luck Fuckin' this bitch too long, she offered a threesome and I just passed up She wanna go in the 'Rari (too small) I wanna rip in the Wraith (let's go) I wanna look at the stars (stars), like I was hittin' in space (yeah) Nigga, how you get back home? (How he get back?) Take a look at his case (check him out) Said her period's on (what happened?) I put it on her face Niggas ain't fuckin' with me, you niggas ain't fuckin' with me (yeah, yeah, Harlem) Niggas ain't fuckin' with me, niggas ain't fuckin' with me (Meek Mill, what up?) 20 bad bitches goin' up with the gang, they fuckin' for free (ooh-ooh) You call her phone, I call her phone, she comin' to me (yeah) Got a boss bitch, Dominican Slim with the buns, cinnamon Friend got the cake like Entenmann's East coast bitch in Timberlands (yeah) Dip with the set like Killa Cam Hop on a jet and we get a tan Like Mortal Kombat when she throw it back Her friends like, "Finish him" (right) Run up, gon' flex, huh It look like I'm lootin' in my closet, with the baguettes, huh I just hit Will up with a deposit (yeah), fill up my neck, huh Lookin' like light bugs sittin' on my collar (right) We been stressed, huh, pull up with a mink, look like I am Chewbacca Blocka-blocka, turned to shottas if them coppers try to pop us (Ferg) Then go sit at John and Vinny's, have some pasta with some mobsters (yeah) Swervin' through Philly, I'm hangin' with Billies and nobody really can stop us (woo) BIA, BIA, we throw dollars, got your BIA pussy poppin' like BIA, BIA, why you actin' like a hoe? Like a hoe BIA, BIA, why you actin' like a hoe? Like a hoe BIA, BIA, get yo' eyes up off my dough, off my dough BIA, BIA, get yo' eyes up off my dough, off my dough (that's right) Niggas ain't fuckin' with me, niggas ain't fuckin' with me (niggas ain't fuckin') Niggas ain't fuckin' with me, niggas ain't fuckin' with me (they can't touch us) 20 bad bitches goin' up with the gang, they fuckin' for free (fuckin' for free) You call her phone, I call her phone, she comin' to me BIA, BIA Fuckin' this bad bitch from the projects, her name Tia Head was good, the best on earth like Russ and BIA Nigga asked me did I see her, but I ain't seen her But I did, 'cause she was tucked in the fahina Spanish bitches goin' up like La Marina She a hot girl and I'm hot too, jalapeño We sell work, and she wan' work 'cause she a pinger We gon' serve that lil' bitch (gang)

I just robbed a lil' nigga (what, ooh) I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch We can touch the water, bitch I walk Walk on top of water, slime We can touch the water, bitch I walk Walk on top of water, slime Fade on me like I'm Boosie, bitch she popping her coochie My girl she look like a stripper, codeine in a Kool-Aid pitcher Put diamonds on my sister, put Prada on my mama Eating Benihana's, filled up off the lobster Pasta like a mobster, reds got me poppin' (yeah) On a tropic island (yeah) TMZ watching I'm a money man, I got her running away Come up off that pussy, make some money today Fetti provolone, she fell in love with the guap Leave your man at home, and I'ma make you a star Take you round the world, you can't pronounce where we are I just robbed a little nigga, and I'm takin' his broad I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch We can touch the water, bitch I walk Walk on top of water, slime We can touch the water, bitch I walk Walk on top of water We can touch the water, bitch I walk Walk on top of water, slime We can touch the water (yah) bitch I walk (wah, yah) Walk on top of water (bitch I, yeah) slime (bitch I, ay) Big bang, Nasty in this hoe man I might fuck around and fuck a little nigga's hoe, man You know how the game go You know that shit for sure, man Fuck yo bitch one night She blow the next, they just like propane Spend a lil' shopping money on a lil' Dolce Prada and that Gucci plus Chanel, she love the clothes game Told her if she fuck me right, she could get what she wanted It ain't nothin' to me, I just call up my accountant Guap You see me on water, walking on it like Jesus Margiela on my collar, remember they used to tease us I need Obama daughter, yeah, I really need her Hundred racks froze in water, I bought that new freezer Jump with the Mac in the back of the Jeep Sweep them niggas clean (roo!) Hit em with a magazine Make your sneakers lean (roo!) Cadillac diamond the back of that old school When I'm with my team Don't wanna fuck with the team Don't do that, know what I mean? (Alright!) She wanna fuck with a king, diamonds all bling Hood Pope doing his thing She wanna ride with the team, by any means Taking the bitch of your dreams Now that bitch my little queen, got her from Queens Might come in raw, with a G Gucci and Prada on her feet, designer her sheets A dollar sign A P I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch I just robbed a lil' nigga and took that nigga bitch We can touch the water, bitch I walk Walk on top of water, slime We can touch the water, bitch I walk Walk on top of water We can touch the water, bitch I walk Walk on top of water, slime We can touch the water, bitch I walk Walk on top of water, slime

Arf, arf, arf Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (Right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Now where my dawgs at? (Frankie Mothafuckin' P) I said get at me I'm talkin' to you niggas with that rap beef Get at me Ostrich-skin seats like it's acne Get at me Never tacky, jeans made by Acne Fuck Governor Pataki and Patakis It's about to get uglier than Balenciagas Felt bad I never finished college Now we fuckin' cuties with booties in Dapper Dan silk pajamas Livin' the dream, open up your eyelids Me and Flacko on a island with a few bad bitches How my cousin make a mil' off a du-rag business? All my dawgs with the shit, you with a few cat litters All the yellow with the black like the Wu back (Su) Back when I was rentin' beds, I was still catchin' head If I was bussin' dishes, I'd be still fuckin' bitches Boof pack, gift wrapped just like Christmas Gone for a minute, now I'm back, did you miss me? Had the whole Harlem World wearin' Under Armours Under the armors, I'm a pretty mothafuckin' comma Gorgeous comma, pretty much about to fuck your mama Kinda runnin' late for this meetin' with Obama I ain't mean it to rhyme, but call me when your mind right Meet me with your romper, CC me when the vibe right More money, more problem, more chopper, more drama And I got these hoes, feelin' like Mo Bamba Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Now where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Who gon' do what? My dawgs gon' tool up Nigga, look out, 'cause look down like one, two, fucked And we don't give two fucks Where I'm from, you lunch, you food Niggas called your bluff Pockets Warren Buffett, security guard too buff I like my songs screwed up I own a gold toothbrush, I get my gold tooth buffed I'ma stomp a nigga out in Timberland nubuck Young Buck, too buck, Benz truck, new truck Big horns, tuba, more good than Cuba They tried to hit us like Huey with the armpits up But we swerved through the bullets, get your targets up Hood Pope up in this bitch, in Trap Lord we trust Now where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Now where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) I said get at me I'm talkin' to you niggas with that rap beef Get at me Ostrich-skin seats like it's acne Get at me Never tacky, jeans made by Acne Fuck Governor Pataki and Patakis

I know it's wrong I know it's wrong Father please forgive us, couldn't tell the difference and it's on me I don't need to seek attention just to keep these women on me I know it's wrong I know it's wrong I know it's wrong I know it's wrong Fuckin' on that bitch and I know it's wrong Wifey walked in and she found that thong She talk to my dick like an intercom Then smoke that dick up just like it's a bong I ain't gon' lie, this the realest song Head ebola, get my glisten on Trap love gettin' it and on But I know it's wrong I know that it's wrong so don't buy brick I speak to the Lord, don't ignore me White model bitch doin' cocaine Layin' her out in the hallway Double strappin' on a ratchet bitch So she don't take me to Maury Man I done lost me a classy bitch Perccy, you stand in the hallway Father please forgive us, couldn't tell the difference and it's on me I don't need to seek attention just to keep these women on me I know it's wrong I know it's wrong I know it's wrong I know it's wrong Feel like I'm stuck in a maze My bitches lookin' amazed Now she is goin' so crazy She caught me cheatin' today Eyelashes all on my bed Texts I didn't erase Now she comin' at my head Thought I'd never see the day Shouldn't have never been with them other broads And now I left my girl with another scar Sometimes I take advantage just 'cause I'm a star I know it's wrong so I'm on my knees prayin' to God Father please forgive us, couldn't tell the difference and it's on me I don't need to seek attention just to keep these women on me I know it's wrong I know it's wrong I know it's wrong I know it's wrong