(Um, Reuel, stop playing) Yeah
(Shit be on my mind like, no) What's happenin' now?
Real life shit, nigga
(Can't make this shit up, nigga)
(Live this shit for real, nigga)
Kiss my cup before I kiss the bitch, man, you dig?
Look
I wanna see my niggas win, but I can't hold hands (Yeah)
Don't complain about too much 'cause I'm a grown man (Hell nah)
I'm only out to get the ho, can't do no romance (Can't do no romance)
We poppin' bottles in this bitch, I might just slow-dance (Uh-huh)
You know we cross them state lines, we do road trips (Go on)
Got it out the mud, them niggas ain't let me hold shit (They ain't let me hold shit)
Spent a hunnid twenty on nothin', it's just a froze wrist (Yeah)
In this bitch with bro, he spent a million on his whole kit (You know that)
Ridin' down the strip, this whip a quarter mil' (Come on)
Know we been did this shit way before the deal (Way back)
Ghetto nigga make them Asian bitches walk in heels (You know that)
This nigga talkin' like a boss and I'm like, "Be for real" (Nigga, be for real)
I make this shit look good, they wanna gangbang
I put rocks in my shit and let my chain hang (Yeah)
I fuck with niggas in the Bay, we on the same thing (We on the same thing)
I'm tryna ball, fuck I look like tryna maintain? (Fuck I look like?)
Respect the gang, respect the name, it go a long way (You know that)
A pimp for real, we don't listen to what hoes say (No ho say)
We them niggas poppin' bottles, you see gold Ace (You see Gold Ace)
Shannon Sharpe, gave her fifty, I'm like, "No way" (Nigga, hell nah)
I wanna see my niggas win, but I can't hold hands (Yeah)
Don't complain about too much 'cause I'm a grown man (Hell nah)
I'm only out to get the ho, can't do no romance (Can't do no romance)
We poppin' bottles in this bitch, I might just slow-dance (Uh-huh)
You know we cross them state lines, we do road trips (Go on)
Got it out the mud, them niggas ain't let me hold shit (They ain't let me hold shit)
Spent a hunnid twenty on nothin', it's just a froze wrist (Yeah)
In this bitch with bro, he spent a million on his whole kit (Uh-huh, look, you know that)
I spent five hunnid thousand on Gabbana kit
That's my top ho, not my bottom bitch
Miami, I'm at Tootsies gettin' a back massage
It's a million dollars in foreigns parked in my garage
I wanna see every nigga 'round me win
Same niggas around me now was around me then
Agree to disagree, we ain't talked in weeks
I cut everybody off to protect my peace
She can't suck this dick if her nails ain't done
I can't fuck the bitch if she don't run in no funds
My niece died from cerebral palsy, but I ain't get to met her
Due to the fact me and my sister still beefin', rest in peace
I wanna see my niggas win, but I can't hold hands (Yeah)
Don't complain about too much 'cause I'm a grown man (Hell nah)
I'm only out to get the ho, can't do no romance (Can't do no romance)
We poppin' bottles in this bitch, I might just slow-dance (Uh-huh)
You know we cross them state lines, we do road trips (Go on)
Got it out the mud, them niggas ain't let me hold shit (They ain't let me hold shit)
Spent a hunnid twenty on nothin', it's just a froze wrist (Yeah)
In this bitch with bro, he spent a million on his whole kit (You know that)
