Niggas on the inside wishin for the outside Peanut butter inside, candle red outside Hit you with the 9, now you're inside outside Pull up in that foreign, gotta leave yo bitch mouth wide Nigga talkin shit, must don't know that I got mob ties Run up on wall and you gon end up house tied Catch me in the kitchen whippin chicken like hip-hop Gotta love yo hoe clit so blame yo ass for some high five Tell me something slicker man, you slide I'mma slick that I'm a black guy, give me 5 on the black side I'm a trap god, leave yo numbers by the black guy He a live wire, I'mma shutdown his WiFi I'mma I'mma I'mma I'mma I'mma pull up on ya I'mma call my young niggas and have em pull up on ya You don't wanna, you don't want them niggas to pull up on ya I'mma call my young niggas and have em pull up on ya () Playin with Gucci Mane is just like playin with the lighter Playin games with Gucci Mane is just like touchin fire Got tattoos on my face, my legs, my arms but I'm not a biker Got a 4-58 Ferrari, bitch I got the title I'm from East Atlanta, Georgia yo man that shit just like The Wire And you say you folks on 6 but my niggas you know you lyin I'm a lover and a fighter and a motherfuckin striker And they like keep comin round me and they know that I don't like em If I spit that in his nigga face do you think that I'm tryin it? If I tell this bitch she ain't my girl then why the fuck is she cryin? You would think I'm at the grocery store to call the girls I'm buyin You would know that I'm the plug cuz all these fuckin niggas all supplyin I'mma I'mma I'mma I'mma I'mma pull up on ya I'mma call my young niggas and have em pull up on ya You don't wanna, you don't want them niggas to pull up on ya I'mma call my young niggas and have em pull up on ya

I might take your nigga shoppin' Show you hoes what's poppin' (what's up, bitch?) Pull up, bentley, to the projects, tell that nigga, "Hop in" (hop in) I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (yeah, yeah) Bad bitches in his comments, I'm the trendin' topic (I am, bitch) This lil' rocket in my pocket, don't make me go pop it, yeah I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (he like it, yeah) Bitch, I make him eat it sloppy, I might make him clean it up (yeah) Make that nigga wanna top me, if he want me, eat it up (eat it up) I don't like these bitches in my Business, I don't sneak and fuck (yeah) I might give that ho her problem, Tell that bitch to keep it up, yeah, yeah We top floor with my top off Put it down on him, knock his socks off (uh) Show you bitches how to pimp a nigga He can't keep shit, he gotta drop it off (ayy) Pretty bitch, he like to brag on me (brag) Tryna put a new ass on me (ass) I'm so damn expensive, uh He know he gotta spend a bag on me (on God) I like bitches more, I like bitches who can pass the score (ayy) She want that Dior, I might make that ho get nasty for it I be sellin' niggas dreams, he like, "bae, talk to me nice" (duh) I'm so indecisive, but that nigga still gon' wanna wife it (uh-huh) I might take your nigga shoppin' Show you hoes what's poppin' (what's up, bitch?) Pull up, Bentley, to the projects, tell that nigga, "Hop in" (hop in) I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (yeah, yeah) Bad bitches in his comments, I'm the trendin' topic (I am, bitch) This lil' rocket in my pocket, don't make me go pop it, yeah I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (he like it, yeah) These niggas try to be like Gucci but they need to stop it (skrrt) I get it off, put up the re-up, then fuck up the profit (yeah) I'm in my B truck with my feet up, gettin' some sloppy toppy (ugh) Pockets on Biggie and I love it when she call me papi (papi) Just came from Cali', spent a hundred thousand dollars shoppin' (well, damn) It ain't no budget, ain't no option, if I want it, cop it (go) She love it when I beat it up, she never tell me, "Stop it" (never) I let her see too much too quick, I hope she keep it silent (huh) I'm in the VIP, takin' a sip with my lil' pocket rocket (pop, pop) I'm just a dope boy from the six but I'm tryna buy the rockets (wow) I'm in the corner with QC, it's packed, it's body, body (bling) I hope that nobody try Wop 'cause he gon' hurt somebody (Wop) I might take your nigga shoppin' Show you hoes what's poppin' (what's up, bitch?) Pull up, Bentley, to the projects, tell that nigga, "Hop in" (hop in) I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (yeah, yeah) Bad bitches in his comments, I'm the trendin' topic (I am, bitch) This lil' rocket in my pocket, don't make me go pop it, yeah I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (he like it, yeah)

Everything turnt up on my end Bought my Bentley where your Benz should have been I'm going in and my friends can't get in Like 50 Cent man I'm hated by many men But everything piped up on my end Park my Rari where your Vic could have been And there's a dot where your neck could have been Leaning small that's a check walking in See everything turnt up on my end I rock Versace that Medusa head man You can't go in the hood but Gucci Mane can In Birmingham got El Chapo gang plan Two kilo grams I'm in Gucci Grand down Man I don't give a damn twenty grand I can make a fan make you murk your man Gucci ham just like Vietnam That shit bought a lamb Contempt so many yams I'm getting overwhelmed Buy a key I cooked it up for free Giving youngin game while I'm whipping up a [?] You didn't buy from me Bust a [?] all on my AP call me 90 G's [?] talking 93, trap right across the street Ring ring ring it's money on my line I be getting bands out the Benz A fuck nigga try me then he die Nigga better stand where he stand I want some Hennessy she want some wine I told that bitch to get with the Klan We wanna drink that shit with some ice I told that bitch to get with the shits They say I was getting fatter with the Sprite But now I don't do that shit I be popping X all night Me and the crew ass shit I get it Wherever I look at What you looking at I got five Glocks in the bookbag Eh I'm cooking And they're still cooking Free Wop that's what I named my line when they took him Free Slick Come around your block niggas get free shit Free shells, free hits, 2-4 BD shit Ray Charles I don't see shit Stevie Wonder with keys bitch Guarantee I won't drop my gun if I do then I'mma leave it Cause I got on gloves, and I ain't going nothing It's a throw away, I got plenty of Niggas is suspect, me I am success Fifty thousand dollars for a show and I dumped it

All I want to be is a shovely bubbly gobbly gook A seagull stole him from his slow mama's hands Aboard the boat, the Sweet Louisa And dropped him in the meadowlands Where wild hyenas taught him how to hunt old elephants So he spent his formative years eating out badunkadunk Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) He traveled across the sea in the belly of a Japanese businessman On a pleasure ship to France And he don't know why she loves him And he don't know why the sun sets but Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Bang pow pow pow ah And her father hated him with the passion of a dying Chinaman He said, "Get him out of here or I'm going to bite off his face" No daddy daddy, don't daddy daddy "Get the fuck out of my house" No daddy daddy, don't daddy daddy "This is my house, my house" Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman)

You wish you were stronger You'd learn to love to be alone You're always running into the arms of disaster You wish you were smarter You'd sink your hopes with a stone You're always running into the arms of desire If I could change it all I would But I can't Heal the hurt that weighs you down But I can't Make some sense out of this world But I can't We used to dream We'd somehow always Land on our feet Despite all the distance No matter the tension Like cats entwined in heat Maybe I waited far too long Maybe I waded far too deep Maybe I waited far too long Waiting for the nights to right the I wish I was crueler I'd slash the throat of my god 'Cause I'm always running into the arms of disaster I wish I was colder I'd shiv myself in the yard 'Cause I'm always running into the arms of desire If I could change it all I would But I can't Heal the hurt that keeps us bound But I can't Make some sense out of this crazy world But I can't We used to dream We'd somehow always Land on our feet Despite all the distance No matter the tension Like cats entwined in heat We used to dream We'd somehow always Land on our feet Maybe I waited far too long Maybe I waded far too deep Maybe I waited far too long Waiting for the night to right the If I could change it all I would

We a bun bad mind, but we hypocrites can stay (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) So we draw our line (Christian dip) And tell Satan scubaay (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) Kiss di cross and touch di sky (Christian dip, revival dip) All bad mind ting must stop, we a bun out bad mind (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) We a bun out bad mind (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) A wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi Rebuke dem (Alright) Rebuke dem (Weh yuh seh) Dem nuh like we and we nuh like dem (Alright) Rebuke dem (Alright) Rebuke dem (Everybody) Dem nuh like we and we nuh like dem Trample dem (Alright) Trample dem (Trample dem) We nuh care if a devil send dem (Weh yuh seh?) Trample dem (Alright) Trample dem We nuh care if a devil send dem Everybody God time (God time) God time Mi waan see everybody hold di God line God time, God time, If yuh a Satan please don't join (Don't join) Praise di Lord (Praise di Lord) Praise di Lord (Praise di lord) Praise di man although time hard (Praise di lord) Praise di Lord, praise di Lord Nuh Devil worship a caan come inna we heart We a bun bad mind, but we hypocrites can stay (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) So we draw our line (Christian dip) And tell Satan scubaay (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) Kiss di cross and touch di sky (Christian dip, revival dip) All bad mind ting must stop, we a bun out bad mind (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) We a bun out bad mind (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) A wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi Any weapon shall rise against we shall fall Brimstone fire weh mi put ova yuh wall Fadda God tell mi fi preach it like Paul Slew Eden like Goliath and Saul (Mi caan believe) Smallas mek mi tree fall (Rain or fall) And ansa God call Mek a joyful night to di Lord And to di Lord mek a joyful noise Heard dat well inna secret place Of di most high shall forever live or dem a die Passion of the Christ dat mek mi start cry (Inna Sean) Weh mi see a Peter denied Judah betray di most high Dats why mi nuh beg fren and frenship mi nuh buy Nuff a dem a miss di well until it run dry Keep it jiggy mi a look to di sky, scubaay We a bun bad mind, but we hypocrites can stay (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) So we draw our line (Christian dip) And tell Satan scubaay (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) Kiss di cross and touch di sky (Christian dip, revival dip) All bad mind ting must stop, we a bun out bad mind (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) We a bun out bad mind (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) A wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi, wedi Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind Yuh too bad mind, we bun bad mind (Alright, alright, Christian dip) Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind Yuh too bad mind, yeah yuh too bad mind (Christian dip, Christian dip, Christian dip, Christian dip) Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind Yuh too bad mind, so we bun bad mind (Shankle dip, shankle dip, shankle dip, shankle dip) Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind (Inna di spirit, inna di spirit, hallelujah) We a bun bad mind, but we hypocrites can stay (Yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind, yuh too bad mind) So we draw our line (Christian dip) And tell Satan scubaay