That n***ah so wack
Turn up
Why you f**king with a n***ah like that
Huh what
Wherever you got that n***ah from You need to take that n***ah back
She be in the club trying to f**k with a n***ah like me
Yeah
Cause I be on my s**t a'int never low key
Yeah
I be on my s**t I be on my I be on my s**t
I be on my s**t I be on my I be on my s**t
I stay strap case I gotta lay a B***h n***ah flat
Just cause I rap don't think that I won't bust my gat
I'm a thug from the mud and I don't play that sucker s**t mayne
Real n***ahs show me love and B*****s want my last name
I'd rather hang with a broke real n***ah than a fake rich n***ah
Who show they real true colors when they off that liquor
I was raised in the trenches with the grimies and hitters
Posted on the ave with a mouth full of spitters
Talk bout OG's never let a h*e make us enemies
I'm silent as an oak tree never fallen off like loose leaves
That n***ah so wack
Turn up
Why you f**king with a n***ah like that
Huh what
Wherever you got that n***ah from You need to take that n***ah back
She be in the club trying to f**k with a n***ah like me
Cause I be on my s**t a'int never low key
Yeah
I be on my s**t I be on my I be on my s**t
I be on my s**t I be on my I be on my s**t
Turnt to the max dabs of that OG wax
Paper
Counting these stacks running game on a B***h like laps
Paper
I liked to get f**ked up loaded and keyed off w**d mayne
The n***ah B***h chose up now she f**king with me mayne
If she knew better than she'd do better get rid of this sqaure a*s cubicle
He a feather weight I'm a heavy weight you will're louder than the musical
Riding in something foreign she tired of him he's boring
Pulling up in that phantom ugly a*s lecancer
Speakers throwing a tantrum money like Richard Branson
Alcohol in my hands cheers like Ted Danson
Congratulating and celebrating thanks for all of the hate
He asks too many questions man that n***ah might be cakecake
