Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight (Yeah, uh-huh) Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight (Yeah, uh-huh) Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight (Yeah, uh-huh) (Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah) Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause we not finna-, yeah Pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight Sell out a show, that's a day in the life When niggas be hating, they words filled with spite And they not gettin' money, they don't got a life That shit really funny 'cause I never cared I'm at the top, at the highest of tiers You is not scarin' me, don't got a fear If anything, nigga, I'm makin' it clear Callin' up Slump, he gon' bring a lil' choppa, that choppa gon' shoot, we gon' bring out Dakota Give that boy a fuckin' Wonderman, heatin' them lips, so you better say I done told you I know that you is not 'bout all that shit you be talkin' 'bout, nigga, I know that you foldin' I do not wan' talk to you if you not talkin' 'bout no money 'cause that shit not important My brother keep that G-L-O-cock and that shit might spray at the opps Finna cop me a new fit, I don't give two shits 'bout price, give a fuck 'bout the cost Better put your chips on 'cause I'm gon' shoot the fuck up like some mo'fuckin' stocks We gon' pull up on that boy, we not stoppin' no shit, nigga, know that we not finna pause Hit her then pass her, know I'm finna dump her Mixin' that Prada with that Undercover Not from Louisville, but this choppa got some sluggers Know I don't want a bitch, I just wan' fuck her Go to a show and then count all my money, and repeat that shit every mo'fuckin' day I gotta make one call and my niggas runnin' up on you, they shootin' them K's Pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight Sell out a show, that's a day in the life When niggas be hating, they words filled with spite And they not gettin' money, they don't got a life That shit really funny 'cause I never cared I'm at the top, at the highest of tiers You is not scarin' me, don't got a fear If anything, nigga, I'm makin' it clear Yeah (Huh), FN goin' through doors (Huh) Nigga, you repo poles (Yeah) I'ma be rich either way it go (Yeah) I'ma keep on spreading these, yeah (Uh-huh) Thirty thousand on my left wrist You ain't actin' right, then you'll get left quick (Yeah) That ain't my ho, man, that's your bitch (Your bitch) I done run out of Oxy', I'm dope sick (Do) I'ma put a watch on both wrists (What?) Better put a lock on your bitch (Yeah) Way too fed, I can't show this (Nah) Knowin' I'm carryin' them ghost glicks (Yeah) New pack in the mail, it's new switches (Huh) I got new poles, I'm finna go fishin' (Yeah) All my guys gon' stand on business, yeah Pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight Sell out a show, that's a day in the life When niggas be hating, they words filled with spite And they not gettin' money, they don't got a life That shit really funny 'cause I never cared I'm at the top, at the highest of tiers You is not scarin' me, don't got a fear If anything, nigga, I'm makin' it clear Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight (Yeah, uh-huh) Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight (Yeah, uh-huh) Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight (Yeah, uh-huh) (Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah) Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause we not finna-, yeah