(MIA Jay C)
Huh, phew
Ayy, huh, huh
Huh, bitch, I know exactly what I'm is
Huh, I don't need nobody tryna tell me I'm that nigga 'cause I'm is
Huh, bitch, I know exactly what it is
Huh, I don't need nobody tryna tell me this that shit 'cause it is
Huh, bitch, I know exactly what I'm is
Huh, I don't need nobody tryna tell me I'm that nigga 'cause I'm is
Huh, bitch, I know exactly what it is
Huh, I don't need nobody tryna tell me this that shit 'cause it—
Ayy, this that shit ain't it?
I'm that nigga, ain't I? Oh
Huh, this that shit, ain't it?
Huh, huh, I'm that nigga— hold up
Walk
Uh, him is not a part of big squad, he a hawk
Uh, she is not allowed to dick-ride if she ain't going
Uh, got the most ice on, even when it's snowing
Huh, listen, phew, Blood put a brick on his head, they gon' snatch it
Gambled with his life, hit his parlay, then gashed it
Better not be in my bracket if you ain't built for that action
Now listen, huh, huh, huh, I'll get a brand new number on my main bitch
I'll tell my side bitch I never knew her real name
I'll finesse the plug and tell him I ain't know the pills came
I'll tell police I don't know where I was born at
I'll tell a ho I ain't a rapper, I do DoorDash
Just so I can ask her for some money with my poor ass
Jugg
Huh, give a fuck how rich a nigga get, I'm from the hood
Huh, I'ma hit a lick like every time if it's good
No, I'ma hit a lick like every time if it's sweet
Huh, I've been thumbin' hundreds all week
Huh, I had took the roof off the Jeep
Chopper on the backseat
Bet a nigga won't try— bet a nigga won't come play with me (For
Real)
Huh, huh, huh, what I'm on?
Huh, everything them other niggas not, get 'em gone
Huh, huh, fifty on a bop and it's on
Nah, huh, fifty-five on my Glock, hit his dome
Listen, hmm, re-rock
I pop outside, these bitches tryna fuck on sight and that's alright
I come outside, these bitches tryna fuck on sight and that's alright
Ayy, that's the type of shit I like, gon' be my wifey for the night
Now listen, huh, re-rock
Huh, if I sign her titties, then them t— what happened?
If I signed them titties, then them titties designer
Her man said I ain't Tone, keep some bitches who find her
Listen, ayy, huh, Mr. Get a Load, Make It Slap
Ayy, huh, huh, jump up on the road, bring it back
Ah, huh, I don't do the drugs I sold, crack is whack
'Ll put some dog food on that stove, press it in a pack
Huh, huh, huh, I might cop a 'bow and smoke a half
Huh, huh, huh, mix the other half with some mids
Yeah, huh, finesse a nigga for a couple bands
Huh, that's how this shit go like it is what it is
Huh, bitch, I know exactly what I'm is
Huh, I don't need nobody tryna tell me I'm that nigga 'cause I'm is
Huh, bitch, I know exactly what it is
Huh, I don't need nobody tryna tell me this that shit 'cause it is
Huh, bitch, I know exactly what I'm is
Huh, I don't need nobody tryna tell me I'm that nigga 'cause I'm is
Huh, bitch, I know exactly what it is
Huh, I don't need nobody tryna tell me this that shit 'cause it—
