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Thank God for the nigga started trapping
Thank God for the first started rapping
God for the first girl to start stripping
And I'mma have to keep it muhfucking with 'em
I got a problem with niggas
I got a problem with these
finger keep itchin'
I it, I do it

up on a bitch, call it crucified
Time to go to work, no and tie
Bumpin' Makaveli, I be trappin' at the
My nigga did a and he back already
Got sack already, man we got them racks already
As far as your girl, I hit it the back already
I to get a tan, but I'm black already
Your on a diet, my pockets fat already
Three niggas me, me myself and I
God like ugly, you should testify
My T-shirt come from
I make so much on a I take a third off
call, swerve off
Bust a nut on her, tell her a load off
ass soft, like a Nerf ball
If you like what I'm doing, nigga, fuck y'all

Thank God for the nigga started trapping
Thank God for the first started rapping
Thank God for the girl to start stripping
And I'mma have to keep it muhfucking real 'em
I got a problem these niggas
Got some problems with bitches
Trigger finger keep
I it, I do it

Drank in my cup, this shit don't spill
up in the new edition
And that's word to Gill
How I come up with this
And all verses that I kill
I have no imagination, I do for real
Bitch I'm down
Put your phone down
If she got an ass and the a fan, it's going down
I'mma fuck you like I've waiting a century for it
Give the pussy up and I'll you the memory for it
In the bedroom
That's what her roommate tell you
Man I just hear shit and think about what Tunechi will tell you
He call up Patricia
She to call up Melissa

'em come to the cribo
And do 'em both, dribble
I'm colder a hospital
She love the dick I give her
Hit her the front, back, side
her like cigarillos
I put the gun to the
I don't blood on my clothes
Gotta keep that fresh
Shoutout to all of my

That's how my OG would sum it up
I been working all winter to fuck the summer up
just me and 2 Chainz
But the chain's tucked though
If you don't like what I'm doing, nigga y'all

Thank God for the first nigga started
God for the first nigga started rapping
Thank God for the first to start stripping
And have to keep it muhfucking real with 'em
I got a problem with these
I got a problem with these
finger keep itchin'
I it, I do it

if you know like I know
That pussy pop pyro
And she I'm a pothead
That pussy like a
I'm colder than the snot
Man all these hoes is my
and if she bougie her once
then leave her hanging, dry
I just a cemetery, niggas dying to get in
lying, they pretend
Don't that line its paper thin
High as a star, make a
I'm a shark, I ate the
I got no heart, I hate bitch

You hate bitch, well I hate that bitch
jump a nigga like a chessboard
Do a drive by while you're on your skateboard
They even know it
Have sing a song just to get her pussy wet
I take her to the crib
Man that bitch right on the step
Put it in and take it out, then I back out
Hair weave killer known to the fucking track out
Put me in the coach, I'm the antidote
up, kick, throw and take the money and the dope
True, 2 Chainz, I'm on a plane and a
I am so cold I need a and a coat
Kick it at the mall, call it
If you don't like I'm doing, nigga, fuck y'all

Y'all 1, 2, 3
Right now it's me
A time for myself, me time
Oh yeah, right now me time
want no one else now, me time
Bitch please call my phone, don't call my phone
Said I wanna be left alone, be alone
Please, please don't stop by my
No, no 'cause I it's just matter of time
Till you people make me my mind
I'm 'bout to leave this behind
Right now me time
You to go kick rocks now
Me