1017 (bah), BigWalkDog (BigWalkDog) Big 1017 (ayy) Hey, hey, hey, hey (Pablo-) When you poppin', every time you move, you gotta move with a rocket Lookin' at this drip, you see a pool in the faucet (argh) Designer hit the mil', come straight from the trap And got a coconut scale, but it hit like we boxin' (shit) She always ate the dick, but she still say it toxic She know I got racks, so she do it more sloppy Off a Percocet, I can't feel my body But she ain't gettin' shit outta none of these pockets (nope) Nah, she ain't gettin' shit outta none of these wallets Broke down a boat just to smoke it about you I ain't even need me a plug, I'm the whole damn socket Came in, down-down, all these opps roadblockin' Sippin' on Wocky, pour me a Roxie, know they gon' watch me Built for this shit, nigga, how they gon' stop me? I was just loadin' up shit on the daily I feel like fly, I don't need nobody Big dawg, I'm for real, I don't need co-signin' Boy, get me 'Cat or a scat, no mileage (skrrt) See the one we from, we ain't have no gun Nigga play with who? Nigga play with 'Wop, know they dyin' Might just go to war from get a .20, make it shine (krr) I ain't never had shit, not a motherfuckin' dime 'Wop got me out the trenches, had murder on my mind (wop) And the plug just called, said 30 on the line (uh) Need a pill up in the East and need a pill up in the West He ain't grab a two, then it's on to the next 13, with my daddy, watchin' niggas get finessed On the first and the third, gettin' everybody checked Make 'em block the wood, you ain't gettin' everybody stretched I done made it out, saw 'em met your fuck nigga neck Don't know what I want, new jacket for Patek (flip) When you poppin', every time you move, you gotta move with a rocket Lookin' at this drip, you see a pool in the faucet Designer hit the mil', come straight from the trap And got a coconut scale, but it hit like we boxin' (shit) She always ate the dick, but she still say it toxic She know I got racks, so she do it more sloppy Off a Percocet, I can't feel my body But she ain't gettin' shit outta none of these pockets (nope) Every time you move, you gotta move with a rocket Lookin' at this drip, you see a pool in the faucet (bling) Designer hit the mil', come straight from the trap And got a coconut scale, but it hit like we boxin' (shh) She always ate the dick, but she still say it toxic She know I got racks, so she do it more sloppy (it's Gucci) Off a Percocet, I can't feel my body But she ain't gettin' shit outta none of these pockets (ha) Can't nobody pop shit the way I pop it (ha) Million-dollar watch on my wrist, no cappin' (bling) Say he got money, wah-wah, what happened? (Wah) Sign with Gucci Mane, get rich, go platinum (go, go) I know the feds watchin', but 12 can't stop me (stoppin') The best came in, I pulled up with shoppin' (pulled up) Pull up in a Dawn and the top still droppin' (the dawn) They let me outta jail and the price, still hoppin' ('wop) Cartel mailbox money so dirty, you could smell my money (ah) I'm cool by my money if you only better pay my money So rich that I weigh my money and I look like money And I don't really need new friends So please stop callin' me "twin", don't say that shit again You ain't never killed no man So you could never fit in my skin, it's Big Gucci Mane (it's Gucci) Every time you move, you gotta move with a rocket (ha) Lookin' at this drip, you see a pool in the faucet Designer hit the mil', come straight from the trap And got a coconut scale, but it hit like we boxin' She always ate the dick, but she still say it toxic Know I got racks, so she do it more sloppy Off a Percocet, I can't feel my body But she ain't gettin' shit outta none of these pockets (nope) Same young nigga still post in the tree On a plane with an opp, 'bout to go off in this shit I don't even like flyin', can't move with a stick Call my junkie out the junker, he could pull up with the stick On the phone with him now, he gon' pull up by six Talkin' 'bout tappin' in, I ain't tappin' in shit You ain't tap in with me before a nigga rich When my homie poppin' Percocet, dawg sayin' that he rich Smokin' weed, kick everybody, married in this bitch From the street, now a nigga really married to this shit I was broke in a bitch, now I'm havin' all the strip Need blue cheese, sellin' it, now add it to the mix Went from new door with the crack stick, add it on the list Got the Glock .17, nothin' added but a switch Got this shit up out the mud, wouldn't hand it to a nigga .40 lay with me a rat, they gon' lay with me a killer

All of my friends are settling down They're only kids but they're married now Let's follow the lights Let's follow the crowd Baby we got to get out Let's get out of this town I want an ocean view, somewhere As long as I'm next to you, I don't care I don't wanna live my life in circles I just wanna find an empty road Let's get away from here, let's go All of my friends are settling down They're only kids but they're married now Let's follow the lights Let's follow the crowd Baby we got to get out Let's get out of this town (Ah, Kygo) I'm Gucci Mane, the champion I'm battling for the title (huh?) I got women say they love me I'm an American idol (wow) I don't like the practice quarter Million for recital I got fans all over in Africa Awaiting my arrival Five million, just on diamonds I call that a bridal shower 300k an hour and is really giving me power (power) Do I really love my, uh (what?) Or do I love her body? (Yah) Do she really love me? (Huh) Or do she love my money? It's Gucci! (Gucci) All of my friends are settling down They're only kids but they're married now Let's follow the lights Let's follow the crowd Baby we got to get out Let's get out of this town Let's get out of this town Let's get out of this town Let's get out of this town Let's get out of this town Let's get out of this town Let's get out of this town

Money stacked up like Pablo, peso after peso You don't want to war with Pablo They'll kill you when he say so Touch down with it like Pablo In Zone 6, I'm Pablo Diamonds on my neck like Pablo And the feds on my ass like Pablo Pablo, Pablo, Pablo Pablo, Esco Pablo, Pablo, Pablo You don't want to go to war with Pablo Pablo, Pablo, Pablo, Esco Pablo, Pablo, Pablo, Esco You don't want to war with Pablo Feds on my ass like Pablo Touch down with the dope like Pablo In Zone 6, I'm Pablo Stop the track! Salute to El Chapo 21 gun salute, R.I.P. Griselda Blanco Peso, euro, all about dinero Tailored suit like Pablo, time to sell this yayo Guwop, call me Pablo Box-load of bricks with a bar code I could cook a duece something with a blindfold Mail your head to your mama with your eyes closed Pablo life, got them Pablo prices And I'm keeping steady, so I'm Pablo icy And the whole crew like it if Pablo like it El Guwop drop trying to outsell Nike Pablo, Pablo, Pablo, Pablo It's silver or lead yeah, that's my motto Young Scooter, my vato, Ferrari, my auto Head honcho, house so big they think I hit the lottoMoney stacked up like Pablo, peso after peso You don't want to war with Pablo They'll kill you when he say so Touch down with it like Pablo In Zone 6, I'm Pablo Diamonds on my neck like Pablo And the feds on my ass like Pablo Pablo, Pablo, Pablo Pablo, Esco Pablo, Pablo, Pablo You don't want to go to war with Pablo Pablo, Pablo, Pablo, Esco Pablo, Pablo, Pablo, Esco You don't want to war with Pablo Feds on my ass like Pablo Touch down with the dope like Pablo In Zone 6, I'm Pablo Extendos, cinnamon rolls, Pillsbury big biscuits 7 .62s, and 5 .56s Telling is prohibited, snitches witness Turn a blind eye and a deaf ear You probably want to mind your business Act like you can't see or hear A-tisket, a-tasket Now the fuck nigga in the casket My money stretch like elastic Serving that tragic magic That nasal candy, that nostril dust You don't really want to go to war with us Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Bringing in work in U-Haul trucks Got more bags than Kris Kringle (Santa) Puffing on a spliff of Bullwinkle (spinach) Manipulate a broad with the lingo (slang) She let me hit it we ain't even have to mingle (game) All up in her panties like a single Put it down like I'm Mandingo (beat 'em) Having my chips like Reno (feddy) Guns longer than the neck on a flamingo (thumpers) If you're ready already, then you ain't gotta get ready I'm out here selling that Becky, bout my chalupa, my fetti Hoping the law don't catch me grittin' out here pushing that white Serving fiends, smoking out of homemade pipes I'm a thug from the mud, I've got the block in my blood I'll take the top off the bottle and drink up all of the suds Down and dirty bout mine, I'll put some cheese on your thoughts Some bread on your head, no matter the cost, my... Money stacked up like Pablo, peso after peso You don't want to war with Pablo They'll kill you when he say so Touch down with it like Pablo In Zone 6, I'm Pablo Diamonds on my neck like Pablo And the feds on my ass like Pablo Pablo, Pablo, Pablo Pablo, Esco Pablo, Pablo, Pablo You don't want to go to war with Pablo My big brother, the dope man 5 straps like Bruh Man It's Pablo and the pimp man Tax a bitch like Uncle Sam Fuck niggas be like "aw man" Cause we young niggas and we getting it And y'all niggas is jealous Cause y'all niggas ain't getting shit I say yes, nigga, indeed I dress better than I read Shine gold teeth when I chief Pick your eyes up when I speak Got that big ranch, real horses Y'all niggas blue cheese Only talk big money, with real niggas Y'all niggas too cheap, Pablo! Money stacked up like Pablo, peso after peso You don't want to war with Pablo They'll kill you when he say so Touch down with it like Pablo In Zone 6, I'm Pablo Diamonds on my neck like Pablo And the feds on my ass like Pablo Pablo, Pablo, Pablo Pablo, Esco Pablo, Pablo, Pablo You don't want to go to war with Pablo Pablo, Pablo, Pablo, Esco Pablo, Pablo, Pablo, Esco You don't want to war with Pablo Feds on my ass like Pablo Touch down with the dope like Pablo In Zone 6, I'm Pablo

Yeah, this shit goin' up (ka-ching) We gon' keep goin' up, we ain't gon' stop Gotta let these fuck niggas hate Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, go, go, go, can't stop Uh, go, go, go, can't stop, I put boogers in my watch, snot (ugh) Yeah, uh, yeah, go, go, go, can't stop Yeah, go, go, go, can't stop, I put boogers in my watch, snot Mmh, snot, uh, yeah, go, go, go, can't stop Uh, go, go, go, can't stop, I put boogers in my watch, snot Mmh, yeah, uh, yeah, go, go, go, can't stop Yeah, go, go, go, can't stop, I put boogers in my watch, snot (ugh) Uh (uh), double R the gang, yeah, you know I brought the racks out (yeah) Whole gang poppin', we can show you how to act out (yeah) You ain't makin' noise, stay your ass in the background (whoa) SRT supercharged, hear the 'Cat sound (phew, phew) All these hoes choosin', I ain't even gotta mack down (whoa) Perc's and the Addy hittin' hard, got me bitin' down (ugh) I don't need security, got the .40 on me right now (yeah) Yeah (yeah), nigga talkin' to a pussy nigga, better pipe down (better pipe down) Really bought the foreign, long way from the Greyhound (from the Greyhound) Put in they face every day, now they hate now (now they hate, yeah) I ain't gotta move, get 'em touched through the PayPal (through the PayPal) Never had a drought, got the plug on speed dial (on speed dial) Deep up in the sky, won't come down (won't come down) Now I'm paranoid, walkin' 'round with my gun out (gun out) Yeah, yeah, go, go, go, can't stop Uh, go, go, go, can't stop, I put boogers in my watch, snot (ugh) Yeah, uh, yeah, go, go, go, can't stop Yeah, go, go, go, can't stop, I put boogers in my watch, snot Mmh, snot, uh, yeah, go, go, go, can't stop Uh, go, go, go, can't stop, I put boogers in my watch, snot Mmh, yeah, uh, yeah, go, go, go, can't stop Yeah, go, go, go, can't stop, I put boogers in my watch, snot I wipe my nose with money (yeah), I keep snot on my knot (well, damn) They say the whip decrease in value soon as you pull off the lot (so?) Mr. Pop It A Lot, big boogers sittin' on my watch (burr) Big Icy Gang, I'm CEO, just in case you forgot (it's Gucci) And if you reach for my jewelry, have to pick out a jury So confident no one gon' take it, I ain't even get insurance (wow) Her kitty cat, got it purrin', she like, "Damn, you got endurance" It's somethin' like 200K or better just to make an appearance (well, damn) Cut the bullshit I'm hearin' 'bout somebody I'm fearin' I'll put a dress on yo' mama, get a new dad for yo' chil'ren Watch your move 'cause I'm chillin', I always root for the villain Niggas still in they feelings, guess they be mad 'bout the millions, it's Wop Yeah, yeah, go, go, go, can't stop Uh, go, go, go, can't stop, I put boogers in my watch, snot (ugh) Yeah, uh, yeah, go, go, go, can't stop Yeah, go, go, go, can't stop, I put boogers in my watch, snot Mmh, snot, uh, yeah, go, go, go, can't stop Uh, go, go, go, can't stop, I put boogers in my watch, snot Mmh, yeah, uh, yeah, go, go, go, can't stop Yeah, go, go, go, can't stop, I put boogers in my watch, snot, ugh

Dicky Fat Boy, Dicky Fat Boy I've got ninety thousand pounds in my pajamas I've got forty thousand French francs in my fridge I've got lost of lovely lira, now the deutsche mark's getting dearer And my dollar bills would buy the Brooklyn Bridge I've Got Money M-O-N-E-Y M-O M-O-N-E-Y Cash M-O-N-E-Y M-O M-O-N-E-Y Dough M-O-N-E-Y M-O M-O-N-E-Y

Real bitches back in I came here to win, you hoes came here to pretend I'ma show you rap hoes how to get y'all shit off Yeah First thing first (huh?) I ain't gotta fuck a rap nigga for a verse (not at all) And I ain't never let a nigga treat me for a purse So, all you unemployed hoes, come and get this work (work) You bitches sleezy, this shit way too easy City lil' me, I'm puttin' on like Jeezy (I'm puttin' on) I ain't asthmatic, but this spit game Wheezy (ha-ha) Put these rap hoes on the plate just to feed me I'm getting greedy, I'm big key (yeah) I'm not sweet, I check hoеs (check hoes) Steady shittin' on thеse bitches with a pet though (with a pet though) Yo' nigga want a taste, I give him wet nose Takin' bitches' niggas, hoe, you lucky if you make it home Real bitch (real bitch), don't fall Fuck a nigga, get paid, that's cold (that's cold) I don't choose, bad bitches get chose These hoes way too weak, I'm cold I'm a real bitch (real bitch), don't fall Fuck a nigga get paid, that's code (that's code) I don't choose, bad bitches get chose These hoes way too weak, I'm cold I'm a real bitch, with a real bag And word to Miami, bitch, I'm real bad New nigga, new money, that's a real grab I ain't stunting, no nigga that I been had I'm a real bitch, you a fake bitch, red flag (red flag) What you doing? Nothing, shit, making hoes mad Bitch, I just signed with QC and got a big bag (big bag) And finna show you why these ratchet bitches real bad Watch me take yo' nigga, like I take his dick He want dog ass bitch, until I show him some tricks I'm a big dog bitch, don't compare me to simps (don't compare new ho') My two kids was born rich, why you work at a temp? I'm a real bitch (real bitch), don't fall Fuck a nigga, get paid, that's code I don't choose, bad bitches get chose These hoes way too weak, I'm cold I'm a real bitch (real bitch), don't fall Fuck a nigga, get paid, that's code I don't choose, bad bitches get chose These hoes way too weak, I'm cold My neck and my wrist He ain't gotta check, he ain't talkin' 'bout shit Doggin' these niggas everytime that I speak Say he want Lakeyah, I done came up on a lick Ice out my neck, and my wrist He ain't gotta check, he ain't talkin' 'bout shit Doggin' these niggas everytime that I speak Say he want Lakeyah, I done came up on a lick Nigga, run me that shit

Play that shit, fucker Hey, have you trying to beat up him? Uh, what's the maneuver? (What's the maneuver?) I just pulled up to go pick up a back and I rubbed with a shooter (gee) Always knew my time was money I went to go get me a watch from the jeweler (ice) Still can't believe that these bitches take time out they day to hate from a computer Hating that ho, she a loser (loser) Uh, what's the maneuver? (What's the maneuver?) Touched down in your city, they say that it's lit We pulling up to you, and you know that's on my word I just touched down, got them racks on me for sure Feeling like I might blow it tonight Fuck what you heard, please do not come at me wrong Bitch, you better go get it right Uh, bitch, better go get it right You know I'm cold, bitch, I'm covered in ice Uh, fuck you mean I ain't that nice This shit ain't no luck, bitch, I go do it twice Leaving all these bitches pissed when I'm throwing these fists Only where that shit wants for the pick What's the maneuver? Pull up McLaren or Mercedes Biz when I hit the event (what's the maneuver?) Uh, bust down they feet with a big face Who you know with a snip on the mixtape? Try me, know the bitch made a mistake Know I'm headed to the bees like Beyonce Said he wanna eat like he a like a entrée I ain't finna leave the house for no small pay Got the game in my hands like All State Hoes couldn't fuck with me on a off day (uh) Uh, what's the maneuver? (What's the maneuver?) I just pulled up to go pick up a back and I ride with a shooter Always knew my time was money, I went to go get me a watch from the jeweler Still can't believe that these bitches take time out they day to hate from a computer Hating that ho, she a loser (loser) Uh, what's the maneuver? (What's the maneuver?) Touch down to your city, they say that it's lit We pulling up to you, and you know that's on my word I just touched down, got them racks on me for sure Feeling like I might blow it tonight Fuck what you heard, please do not come at me wrong Bitch, you better go get it right Oops, I think I spot me an opp Huh, but that pussy ho don't wanna fight (what's up?) Yeah, bitch better go get it right I know you ain't thinking about losing your life (damn) Huh, flow keep up, lick inside of the trunk Might not win a trum if she know where I'm from I know you pussy, you bumping your gums Can't tell if you sweet, but you definitely dumb Yeah, Cartier all on my wrist On Twitter she rich and she play with her thumbs I hit up Wafi the shit on that bitch I know you was broke, I can't be for the bum Yeah, I'm a fly bitch every day You gotta wait to get paid Say he like how I maneuver, come get your dude, he a chooser, ooh Uh, what's the maneuver? (What's the maneuver?) I just pulled up to go pick up a back and I ride with a shooter (yeah) Always knew my time was money, I went to go get me a watch from the jeweler Still can't believe that these bitches take time out they day to hate from a computer Hating that ho, she a loser (loser) Uh, what's the maneuver? (What's the maneuver?) Touchdown to your city, they say that it's nitty We pulling up to you, and you know that's on my word I just touched down, got them racks on me for sure Feeling like I might blow it tonight Fuck what you heard, please do not come at me wrong Bitch, you better go get it right

(Ayy, Don D, you a fool for this one) I said all the time I had to give fucks I just spent that on a Rollie (Ice) Real bitches break bread with me I break bread with homies (That's cold) You ain't gotta ask 'bout this shit, nigga, it's on me (On God) I ain't never need nobody, built this by my lonely (Facts) Loyalty over everything, bitch, including me (Yeah) Yeah, a Birkin bag's fifty, but the loyalty is free I was gettin' game way before Coach K Now he throwin' so much at me and I'm gettin' it from Pee Ayy, new AP, I had to bust that bitch Plain jane shittin' on 'em, had to flush that shit Ain't nobody open doors, had to rush that shit Middle finger to them hoes, screamin' fuck that bitch Yeah, QC on my chain, that's all me If you say Lakeyah Danaee, bitch, it's all heat I'm tryna kill these bitches off before the reaper come You niggas want your bread Before you ever get to eat you some (Greedy-ass niggas) I'm in the gym takin' shots like I'm KD (Ballin') If a bitch switch teams, I feel like AD Yeah, can't let no bench-rider play me (Not at all) Nah, I can't let no bench-rider play me Look, never trip, never fold, that's code Word to my bros, yeah (Word to my niggas) I can't hate on no bitch that's foe It's money first, then come hoes (I ain't worried 'bout you bitches) Yeah, that's code Break bread with them bitches that been there since before (On God) Ayy, that's code And if you got it, you gon' get it if you with me or alone, nigga Same bitches from the bottom, probably see 'em with me (OTA) I'm a motherfuckin' problem, hoes ain't fuckin' with me (Not at all) I'm goin' global, let them little bitches run the city It's my time, I might go flood me out a Richard Mille Where it's at? I'm gear switchin' in the Hellcat Boss bitch, so I'm wherever all the bands at I made a bag from my dream and I'm only nineteen They like, "How you shit on bitches?" I should sell that (I'm the youngest goin' in) I was on my feet, whole twelve, tryna figure out them bills Workin' overtime, I can't let 'em see me fail When I'm dripped in Louis V the only time I take an L (Only time) Let your nigga weigh his options and I bet I tip the scale I'm in the gym takin' shots like I'm KD (Ballin') If a bitch switch teams, I feel like AD Yeah, can't let no bench-rider play me (Not at all) Nah, I can't let no bench-rider play me H Look, never trip, never fold, that's code Word to my bros, yeah (Word to my niggas) I can't hate on no bitch that's foe It's money first, then come hoes (I ain't worried 'bout you bitches) Yeah, that's code Break bread with them bitches that been there since before (On God) Ayy, that's code And if you got it, you gon' get it if you with me or alone, nigga That's code Don't go against that shit, yeah

Reuel, stop playin' with these niggas Ayy, they're like, "Lakeyah, why they sleeping on you so hard?" (Don't give a fuck, I'm 'bout to jump back in my Goyard) That's that bitch that keep pulling out them foreign cars Put it in reverse to give your broke ass that jump start I hit my dance on these bitches like I'm Skuba Sada Drip on me heavy, got these bum hoes scuba diving I know they hate to see I'm really cold, I'm going viral Yeah, I been fly since 15 without a co-pilot (bitch) I got these hoes real pressed and I ain't doing shit And niggas lying on they dick, they ain't screwing shit Who said who the bigger GOAT? That's some bullshit Somebody put that hammer to her head, bring that toolkit I'ma keep it real, niggas ain't got no chance Bring that cheese, for a feature, I need ten bands I'm on they ass 'til it ain't one, just all legs My bitch dick bigger than yours and it's from Tool Shed These niggas capping in they raps, they ain't pop shit He popped a Perc' but that nigga still go soft quick And they ain't never seen me fight but I talk shit Put them dogs on you, pull up on you, get ya top ripped (ayy) And plus my numbers going up, she a fan now And if it's smoke, then it's up, you get fanned down Fuck it, no more pretty shit, I ain't playing 'round Bitch, I'm the GOAT, I'm the dog, I'm the man now I call these broke-ass niggas unstable creatures And if he eating pussy, he an ass eater My niggas don't give a fuck who you with neither Beat yo' bitch ass out the joggers and her wife beater My nigga sent me that beat so I had to do it And I be shitting on these hoes, I need more Louis You bum broke-ass hoes still going through it I should give these hoes a one-on-one, I go too stupid, bitch You ain't fuckin' with my clique (at all) All we gotta do is post a pic', it make 'em sick (yeah) Any nigga I fuck with, he know he gotta spend (cash) Any bitch I hang 'round, you know that bitch a ten (bad) Got him off a Perc' (yeah), took him out his shirt (yeah) Niggas act like bitches so we put 'em all in a skirt (hm) Nigga think he own that, he gon' end up on the shirt (bye) Made him eat my pussy then I put it in a verse Bitches mad 'cause I'm winning (ha) If it's new then I'm in it Hoes stay in my business (huh?) I'm on demon time, got you bitches' niggas sinning Time to school these bitches, where they hall pass? (Yeah) I'on want your nigga, get your dawg back (bye) If he 'on't get this pussy then that dawg mad (ayy) Bad bitches only, where my dawgs at? (Uh) If a nigga double-take, then his money, I'ma take Pussy tight, thighs thick, slurp up on it like a shake Bitches hard on the 'net but in person, they gon' break Baby Glock in my bag, but my nigga brought the Drac' I'ma work him for that bag Got him bragging that I came when that shit was really fake Sleep on that nigga, eat his meat like a steak Slide on that bitch, beat his sister with a rake Been won the race, tired of bitches 'cause they fake See my sons in the club, see my sons in my face I'on move with no mace, tryna put her in a brace Bitch, it's Miami, I'ma always make it shake (hoe) Bitches think they slime, then we both gon' be snakes I'ma fuck someone nigga, someone heart that's gon' break Back that shit up with my ass in his face (back it up) Stack that shit up, need some M's for my safe (period)

Who made this beat? Twysted Genius, baby Uh, die for me, nigga, I'm- I'm damn near perfect Die for me, nigga, I'm-, yeah I'm damn near perfect Die for me, nigga, I'm- Look, that bitch a ten, her attitude bad She know she all that with a pretty face (yeah) He heard about me from the niggas I curved, huh I'm guessin' he want a taste (he do) Heard his water like my Cuban link (uh) That commitment shit ain't really new to me Make a nigga sing that old Durk And have him screamin', "Baby, what you do to me?" (oh-oh) Damn, look at that smile Nose up so far, she'll turn you down (yeah) Your old hoe so gassed up, no lie Put it down so good, I'ma make you proud, uh (make you proud) Have a nigga Prada bag me (Prada) Your niggas wonder how you bagged me? (Ayy) She a freak bitch, but she classy (freaky) If you treat her right, she get nasty (uh) Got my own so I don't need a nigga Try to do me in and I'ma leave a nigga (yeah) Solid bitch and she stiff as hell Everybody say that she conceited, nigga Wait up for a bitch, I'm workin' (wait up) Put my name on you in cursive (uh) I'ma lay it down way better than my verses Make you wanna die for me, nigga, I'm perfect ('Dross) My lil' bitch perfect (perfect) She can get a brand new Birkin (got a brand new Birkin) Thank God, she twerk it (twerk it) Pretty lil' waist, she perfect In the back of the 'Burban, she give me head while I'm swervin' Can I lick on your toes and do you a service 'til you cum and you squirtin'? She gon' ride like a freak They wanna be on The Shade Room (Shade Room) But she wanna fuck in the day room (day room) If she in the mood (ooh) We could fuck in the pool (we could fuck in the pool) I ain't tryna be rude (I ain't tryna be rude) I know that you freaky, I could tell that If she want she some racks, I could spare that I'm drivin' her crazy in this Hellcat (skrrt) I sprayed on Versace, know you smell that I love when she suckin', pull her hair back (yes) I pull out my hammer, I'ma nail that (yeah) I ain't takin' no L First three years, I took her through hell (damn) Baby, we made it (made it) You was fuckin' with him and you crossed me up (up) Like Tracy McGrady (shit) She called me at the hotel late night (woo) I was makin' a baby (baby) And she told me to go to hell last night (damn) Now she fuckin' with Satan (hahaha), yeah I'm a demon, pull up in the Demon and give her some semen (skrrt) Hope you believe it, 'cause baby, you perfect Perfect I'm damn near perfect Die for me, nigga, I'm-, yeah I'm damn near perfect Die for me, nigga, I'm-

I bust the windows out your car And, no, it didn't mend my broken heart (I'll probably always have these ugly scars) Mmm But right now I don't care about that part I bust the windows out your car You should feel lucky that was all I did After five whole years of this bullshit Gave you all of me and you played with it, ooh I blame myself, ignoring what I already knew Judge me not for how a bitch finna move Judge me not for what a bitch finna do If it's fuck me, nigga, then it's fuck you too I'm a real good bitch, I got too many options Real good dick, man, this fuck nigga toxic Broke my heart, this nigga way outta pocket I got all the proof, I ain't listening to gossip Best friend making sure I seen that shit I was never your type, yeah, I seen that bitch Pulled down on 'em, yeah, I keyed that whip Catch your ho out in public, I'ma beat that bitch Been fucked off, had you sick to your stomach Wasted all this time, I was way too solid Range or the Kia, I was always ridin' Kept it on lock, pussy real low mileage Back and forth with this back and forth Here we go again for like the tenth time Back and forth about back and forth Between this love and hate shit, it's a thin line, but A part of me just wanna keep it to myself A part of me just wanna tell 'em what you really did A part of me just wanna tell 'em how you really is Switching hoes like clothes, fuck niggas ain't shit I ain't got the patience like I used to (No) You only good at waitin', that shit talk, you can save it It's crazy, shit get real, you show the real you, ooh, yeah (You) I'm just tired of being tired, oh So I'm movin' on So I'm movin' on Oh, I'm movin' on I told you the shit that I need Said I only wanna see you with me Dropped on my knees, I was begging you, "Please" I couldn't let you leave But you was brushing me off, laughing and playing If you never loved me, why did you say it? You took advantage, you knew I was weak And you knew I was young, I was scared to be free Told you my past and you told me yours How all of them bitches was doing you wrong Told you them niggas was doing me dirty Swear to God, you could've left me alone 'Cause I let down my guards, wish that I didn't Breaking my heart, said you had no intentions Every 'l love you' I'm leaving in question Why did you say it if you never meant it? Uh I ain't got the patience like I used to (No) You only good at waitin', that shit talk, you can save it It's crazy, shit get real, you show the real you, ooh, yeah (You) I'm just tired of being tired, oh So I'm movin' on So I'm movin' on Oh, I'm movin' on