Cover my tracks like butter so where da bread be 

I see beef as dead meat 

Who dat, the president, yea me, no one scare me 

And you ain't gotta double dare me, hear me 

Loud and clearly, rats aren't near me 

Wire tap, niggas get blood in the earpiece 

I'm from New Orleans, nowhere near peace 

Pure beast, fear free, dear grief 

Catch up bitch, I'm in gear three, zoom, gone, see ya, peace, drop one on the finger 

Fuck a man whoever made him 

I will hurt whoever love him cause I hate him 

Looking for a lady, high and sedated 

Got her to the pad I don't know a nigga made it 

She gave me relations so now we related 

The morning comes, the picture faded 

I'm waited on my turn to burn, can I get a light 

Little dog, bigger bike 

Jackson 5, Little Mike 

Can I get a mic or a mic and a half 

Thank the source owner, shoutout to the editors staff 

I'm all grown so much better with math 

I'm need a spread in the Forbes taking a benjamin bath 

I'm servin this track, like Stephograph 

Roger Federer, there's no competitors 

Niggas know my rhetoric, bitch know my preference 

Young GOD baby all you other niggas reverends 

Sittin in my big house, surrounded by my weaponry 

I keep them away like I got leprosy 

Chopper right next to me, loaded up with Pepper seeds 

Got an extra clip but that's only for my especially's 

This is especially for you, disrespect a nigga game, what kinda referee is you? 

Swallow ya whistle, make a nigga ride with the pistol 

Cause the fakest niggas ride with the pistol 

Even if I die old, I'ma die with the pistol 

If you stand over my body, I'll probably kill you 

Not really, Weezy da realest 

I wear a lot of bathin ape cause I be with gorillas yeah 

He what they talkin bout, topic of the conversation 

Product of determination 

Stop playin you are not up in my situation 

I get money like a caucasian 

The car red so the caucausin, stop hatin 

Ya'll ballers I'ma sports agent 

Wait a minute, let me translate it 

It's Weezy, not the fatha motherfuckin baby