I got, I got, I got
Fast women, slow bread,
Coach in to make a magic in a upstate home stand
Got a bad bitch in my test line
Lookin for a life line like my dick steady clean med
Ok girl, go ahead,
Feeling like I own mine and a young head
Instead, these hoe ass industry
Fagots wanna fornicate hotter than lucifer's forehead
I can treat her like an auction, I can be ahead
But I'ma go plan b, I'ma get bread
Either one that be crazy, either she gonna want a baby
All the boys gonn be ringing at my door bell
So I treat her like oh well
So fuck her pussy and I left her in the hotel
Gotta hit the city street, you can feel the top e
Wanted for the shots, playin on the weekend, weekend
Don't give a fuck about what you say
Never take my soul away
Don't give a fuck about what you say
Go tell the boys I'm here to stay
Now tell me what I'm gonna do
Everybody's got a plan about what I'm gonna do
Mom's trippin, girls trippin, I'm the hungriest dude
I ain't worry bout a deal, I'm just tryina improve
I ain't worry bout a kill, I just do what it do
If I don't like it, I don't write it, I don't share out my food
If I don't like it I don't wear it, homie wear about you
It's taking ... what you tryina do
Don't give a fuck about what you say
Never take my soul away
Don't give a fuck about what you say
Go tell the boys I'm here to stay.