[Intro]
(What’s up? what’s up Ne-Ne)
What you mean? (Everybody who doubted me, fuck you n***a)
Yeah, yeah (Everybody who played me, fuck you n***a)
What you mean? (Yeah-yeah)
Yeah, (Yeah) what you mean? (Yeah-yeah)
(LilNeezyToxic in this bitch, You know how I’m comin’)
(Polack Productions)
Slatt

[Chorus]
These n***as wan’ talk down on me, how do I respond to that?
These bitches wan’ fuck all on me but won’t get no follow back
I don’t think you understand the glocky it will blow you back
Mind your own and get them racks and make these n***as mad do datt
Lovin’ on that thot lil’ n***a you know that you go out bad
I remember back when I was down and they ain’t have my back
I remember beatin’ on my dick and I ain’t have no cash
So I had to chase a sack and make these n***as mad do datt

[Verse 1]
And I know
The money make em choosy
His main hoe wanna chew me
That n***a wanna shoot me
And we know
The money make ‘em envy
I’m not your friend I am your enemy bitch I’m not friendly (No I’m not friendly)
I know these n***as so fed up with me
I cross em up and step back and hit ‘em with the three (Hit him with the three)
He mad ‘cause he a broke boy he do not get no cheese (He do not get no cheese)
I had to make a sacrifice, this life don’t come with ease (Yeah-yeah)
How can you be so fed up with me? (I don’t know)
Been a man since I was like 13 (Yeah)
Thought you should know she see me in her dreams (Yeah)
They say that I be leanin’ and I do not drink lean
(Let's go)
[Chorus]
These n***as wan’ talk down on me, how do I respond to that? (Yeah)
These bitches wan’ fuck all on me but won’t get no follow back (They won’t get no follow back)
I don’t think you understand the glocky it will blow you back
Mind your own and get them racks and make these n***as mad do datt
Lovin’ on that thot lil’ n***a you know that you go out bad
I remember back when I was down and they ain’t have my back
I remember beatin’ on my dick and I ain’t have no cash
So I had to chase a sack and make these n***as mad do datt

[Verse 2]
Okay they claim me, you hate me, why you actin’ shady?
Used to be my baby but you been fishy lately (Yeah)
Mercedes, Mercedes, skirtin’ off the lot, yeah
Brody whip the pot, yeah, Neezy tote that Glock, yeah
Neezy finna pop ya’, Neezy like to rock ya’
I been flexing too hard on ‘em, they want me to stop, yeah
Extendo like a janitor, my chopper finna mop ya’
And she not comin’ over here if she not givin’ top, yeah
Every time I do a snip’ they can’t wait ‘til it drop, yeah
Tell them folk move over ‘cause Neezy comin’ in hot, yeah
Fuck boy don’t get shot, yeah
Broke boy don’t get caught, yeah
Whip it til it lock, yeah
I just need my guap, yeah
[Chorus]
These n***as wan’ talk down on me, how do I respond to that? (Yeah)
These bitches wan’ fuck all on me but won’t get no follow back (Yeah)
I don’t think you understand the glocky it will blow you back
Mind your own and get them racks and make these n***as mad do datt (Ooh-yeah)
Lovin’ on that thot lil’ n***a you know that you go out bad
I remember back when I was down and they ain’t have my back (They ain’t have my back, yeah)
I remember beatin’ on my dick and I ain’t have no cash (I ain’t have no cash, yeah)
So I had to chase a sack and make these n***as mad do datt!