Y'all niggas better not be coming around me with that fugazi no more, you know Got that thang for your ass, you heard (I'm gonna...I'm gonna...I'm gonna...I'm gonna...I'm gonna... I'm gonna have to leave you...) Yvette styling at Met Gala Tuna salad from La Scala Black sweats, swallow a lot of reefer God, it hard to quit the bottom feeder, lobster eater When I fast, I see Elijah's features A million cash for a Nas feature, Nas cheaper Do it for free if you do it for me 52 bar verse if the beat is moving me Stumble through customs Coppin' Cubans at the Duty Free Laying on the most exquisite beds, still I'm losing sleep Next to Jet's Beauty of the Week 1993 Chin grabber, neck, choker, in her mouth spitter Blouse ripper, ass gripper, that dig you out nigga I ain't gon' hold you, old head gave me old news... (I'm gonna have to leave you Said...I'm gonna...I'm gonna...I'm gonna...I'm gonna... I'm gonna have to... I'm gonna have to leave you...)