(Oh, oh-ye) (Oh, ye-ye) (Wha-) (Ye) OG Parker You been choosin' fuck nigga after fuck nigga (Fuck nigga) I see your decisions, really startin' to fuck with you (Ah) I can make love to you, run it up with you (Wha-) Promise nobody would ever fuck with you (Ah) Same reason you don't fuck with 'em, I dont fuck with 'em (Nah) They just wanna fuck, yeah, a real fuck nigga (Yea) But if that's all you need, tell me I can fuck with you? You ain't gotta lie to kick it, I'ma fuck with you You a freak, I'm just freakin' you out (Yee) I go deep, call it beatin' you out You discreet, keep your secret with me I remember you playin' Jacquees In your bed, then we leave to your floor You want bread but I still give you dough (I got dough, like) And you care, bae, I get out my head Friend ain't shit, you been pickin' up habits (Yea) Solid one, where you at? Let me see (Right here) Put your hand down this ripley's believe it (Put your hand up) You so use to totin' all the baggage Who gon' hold it down if you were draggin'? (Ah) Said you'd be there, I see you like barely Taught you everything, I'm just like daddy Be yourself, don't accept it then fuck 'em (Fuck 'em) Don't show love, 'less somebody else does (Yea) And that's crazy You been choosin' fuck nigga after fuck nigga (Wha-) I see your decisions, really startin' to fuck with you (Ah) I can make love to you, run it up with you (Wha-) Promise nobody would ever fuck with you (Ah) Same reason you don't fuck with 'em, I dont fuck with 'em (Nah) They just wanna fuck, yeah, a real fuck nigga (Yea) But if that's all you need, tell me I can fuck with you? You ain't gotta lie to kick it, I'ma fuck with you See I got confessions (Yeah, yeah) I been learnin' some lessons (Some lessons) You see me out with the gang (Yeah) You see me out wit the gang I switched it up how I want it now Back then I couldn't settle down I ain't livin' life slow right now It goes down at my shows right now It's a lot of commotion I can't get involved Don't wan' get involved, want you at my loft Picture me in your walls Fuck you good till tomorrow Girl, we've been goin' through the motions (Yeah) These other niggas leave you hopin' You been choosin' fuck nigga after fuck nigga I see your decisions, really startin' to fuck with you I can make love to you, run it up with you Promise nobody would ever fuck with you Same reason you don't fuck with 'em, I don't fuck with 'em They just wanna fuck, yeah, a real fuck nigga But if that's all you need, tell me I can fuck with you? You ain't gotta lie to kick it, I'ma fuck with you Ye-ye-yeh Yeh You ain't gotta lie You ain't gotta lie to kick it, I'ma fuck with you But if that's all you need, tell me I can fuck with you? (Beat, beat) (Trouble) (Jacquees)

Lost at sea nigga Can't see nothing but the water Ay we ain't playin' 'bout this side You owe me money, better hide Too many niggas, that done tried Too many niggas, that done died I tuck the pistol when I ride Got pretty bitches getting high 007, I'm golden And I brought my set to the NOLA Nigga know what I'm doing Bad hoes I'm pursuing Bitch I'm icy like a Bruin Bitch we icy, fuck a Bruin Hit that pussy from the back I'm Chipper Jones with a bat Ran off on the plug And we ain't never coming back See me and Tunechi got a stack See me and Stunner got a stack See being broke is like an ex And I ain't never going back My jewelry shine like a plaque You tuck your chain, you a bitch Load the chopper, yelling free the 'Woper Know we Gucci 'cause I'm from the six Notice how I hustle no play They been tryna block us all day We ain't finna let 'em stop us So I'm still on the block with my gun Ay we ain't playin' 'bout this side You owe me money, better hide Too many niggas, that done tried Too many niggas, that done died I tuck the pistol when I ride Got pretty bitches getting high 007, I'm golden And I brought my set to the NOLA I said woah woah, yeah yeah Chopper gon' hit you from both sides Niggas be thinking shit sweet 'til we pop up Kids close your eyes Make sure before you come for me Bitch close your thighs Hoes can't control they selves It's a must they die You don't even want to know what's in the trunk That ain't the trunk, bitch that's the trunk I been the shit since I was on sippy cups You ain't got balls, pull your zipper up That's a hundred right there, cool fifty tucked Try to touch anything, we go cocoa puffs Yeah, crack your coconut Pussy Notice how I hustle no play They been tryna block us all day We ain't finna let 'em stop us So I'm still on the block with my gun Ay we ain't playin' 'bout this side You owe me money, better hide Too many niggas, that done tried Too many niggas, that done died I tuck the pistol when I ride Got pretty bitches getting high 007, I'm golden And I brought my set to the NOLA

Hello, what's up, I'm in the studio. No, hell no, no, no I don't got nothing, I'm a call you back, I'm a call you back man, I'm a call you back when I leave the studio She want shopping sprees Oh, she want designer jeans Oh, she want a wedding ring Oh, she bringing anything She can get me anything She want control of me Oh, she want a hold on me Oh, she want my soul from me She tryna fuck my mind but I don't have no time She a scorpio Oh, she like that devil though Oh, but I can't let her go She used to be my homie though Now act like she don't know me though And when I met her it was regular, just sex with her I'm doing shows but I'm still calling and still texting her She fuck with me cause I stay real, no I don't flex to her In states with different hoes but she couldn't tell when I laid next to her But minus that she fuck with Dex, he got that check put up He used to trap and cop them grams from a connect with her A lil down bitch, he think she a rider But she think he a provider He [?] the designer Really only fuck with dope boys, couple athletes in the lineup Let her have the keys if you drive something She don't let him fuck if he ain't buy her nothing I'm MOB and I let God be my witness Feds she told everything, don't let 'em know your business These bitches She want shopping sprees Oh, she want designer jeans Oh, she want a wedding ring Oh, she bringing anything She can get me anything She want control of me Oh, she want a hold on me Oh, she want my soul from me She tryna fuck my mind but I don't have no time Say she ain't never going back to not having shit She say she ain't gave a nigga her heart who ain't damage it She say she can't stand niggas, she say we so scandalous She say she can't fall in love, her heart like a mannequin This bitch just a sack chaser, she got me panicking Might let a nigga air me out, money all she care about She just want a new car, she want a new bag She don't fuck with last season, she want that new swag She almost fooled me, I gave myself a news flash Dex put her on Balmain and even buy his ass a du-rag When that paper dried, that's when she moved back These bitches ain't shit dog, I already knew that She want jewelry, clothes, and bankrolls, and bank hoes She just want control in your mind, in your soul In your time, stop your grind, no more shine, no more hoes That's a double wrong, what you focused on? She want shopping sprees Oh, she want designer jeans Oh, she want a wedding ring Oh, she bringing anything She can get me anything She want control of me Oh, she want a hold on me Oh, she want my soul from me She tryna fuck my mind but I don't have no time