Hey, [?] I'm like, "Damn, ok bitch" "You can breathe but you can't text me back?," hey Ho, I'm Justin with the vibes, I'm bringin' sexy back, yeah In the projects, rob the house where they sell candy at, ayy Yeah, my mama was a crip, but she's not handicapped Walk around with fire, she an arsonist Stealin' food, I did the markin' Now my pockets fat as Cartman Like a grown-up saying, "Sit down" A brand new Wraith, I park it Made it out of them apartments All the way down to red carpets Look, I bubble up, bubble up, bubble up Bubble up, bubble up, watch it fizz Ain't no bitch without a dad finna' tell me what a real man is You're a whole kidnapper out here She be out here eating my kids Wanna cuddle up, but her hair on the dresser After that shit, I'ma keep that wig You fuck with me, you gon' be mad, highkey I'll leave you like your dad, highkey Usher song, I got it bad, highkey You bitch-made, you a drag, I see Riding through the city with a blower, ha ha Just came off a fifty city tour, ha ha Used to be my bitch, but not no more, ha ha Tradeline, we finna' up the score, ha ha Gotta' get a check like I'm out here burnin' Gotta' get the earnings, early in the mornin' One thing 'bout the table, lil' bitch, it keep turnin' Fire in the crib, Mississippi Burning Drop one of mine, refund returnin' Turn him into food if the pot keep stirrin' You don't know enough, lil' bitch, keep learnin' Being that broke out here is concernin' Niggas think they camouflage, but they tankin' GTA in real life, I play with Franklin's Face card valid in my city, check my ranking Niggas say they gang-gang, but they ain't in I got two hoes with me, one's a lint licker The booty club don't give advice, but I big tip her Her body is a work of art, you get the big picture Sending mixed signals off of mixed liquor You fuck with me, you gon' be mad, highkey I'll leave you like your dad, highkey Usher song, I got it bad, highkey You bitch-made, you a drag, I see Riding through the city with a blower, ha ha Just came off a fifty city tour, ha ha Used to be my bitch, but not no more, ha ha Tradeline, we finna' up the score, ha ha You ready to die for that, pussy? I am I am, so get the fuck up outta' here Fuck you, fuck your child, nigga I'll bury you and that motherfucker Now what you gon' do? I'm with it, nigga I'm a goon I'll blow the whole house down with a .40 Lil' bitch, don't play with the Big Bad Wolf Feeling kinda' stingy today Don't play with your life, lil' bitch, you can get that took God-like, walk around with my hair like wool Break bread, gotta' make sure everybody full Jordan with the wizard, 'cause I ain't with the bull Top Dawg, Great Dane, Rottweiler, Pitbull These days I got the whole hood watching me like a bootleg DVD These days all my diamonds dance on me like I got a PPP Stretch the truth, you see the reach They selling dreams, won't bring receipts I ain't neutral but I don't compete They flip-flop, you see defeat It's charity, I feed the streets I'm gon' fuck your bitch, we can be friends after Let's keep it a thou-wow, I'm the grand master I ain't ever saved no bitch, I'm never playing pastor Stop saying you from LA if you from Lancaster Propitious words, you ain't outside like the curb You niggas is nerds, you only outside in the 'burbs, ooh We finna' purge, since somebody gave you the nerve You either die or you burn Or you could live and you learn Either die or you burn Nigga, you lying When it's your turn Okay, okay, ayy Ayy