[Verse 1: Jeeezy]
Are n***as acting like I don't run this motherfucker? (Yeah, I run it)
I just hit his bitch up, finna make this n***a suffer (Make him suffer)
All these n***as begging, damn, I'm finna change my number (All these n***as broke)
Damn, that's your boyfriend? What a bummer (What a bummer)
She just want to suck it, I ain't have to touch it (I don't touch it)
Did the n***a dirty, I don't think he gon' recover (I don't know)
I like fucking hoes and counting money with my brothers (Yeah)
Diamonds hitting hard in the sun, change the colors (Change the colors)
How you trick it off on a bitch? Damn, I wonder (Why you do that?)
Hit a lot of bitches that could never meet my mother (They can't meet)
Promisе I will never sprint up in thesе Mike Amiri runners (Never)
In my phone, you not stored, it's just a number (It's just a number)
Got a whole room just for kicks, PJ Tucker (PJ Tucker)
These are my confessions, tell my bitch, feel like Usher (Feel like Usher)
Found some out of town hoes, don't you see what I discovered? (I discovered)

[Chorus: Jeeezy]
Lotta blues, finna make these n***as suffer (These n***as suffer)
Ain't no rules, finna make these n***as suffer (Make these n***as suffer)
I'm in love with bad hoes, but I make they n***as suffer (Make they n***as suffer)
I just took a n***a bitch and I don't think he gon' recover (Think he gon' recover)
Lotta blues, finna make these n***as suffer (These n***as suffer)
Ain't no rules, finna make these n***as suffer (Make these n***as suffer)
I'm in love with bad hoes, but I make they n***as suffer (Make they n***as suffer)
I just took a n***a bitch and I don't think he gon' recover (Think he gon' recover)
[Verse 2: BlueBucksClan DJ]
I just took a n***a bitch, she said my pockets quite larger (Quite larger)
Yeah, we on, the biggest yacht, yeah, we fucking up the harbor (Fucking up the harbor)
Two hundred for a fade, yeah, I got a nice barber (Ask my barber)
I just hit some good shit in Philly like I'm Bryce Harper (Bryce Harper)
Poured down on the flight, I'm finna sleep before departure (Before departure)
N***as messaging my bitch, but I'ma take it way farther (I'ma take it farther)
Anywhere we go, we pull up, lotta jewelry, lotta armor (Lotta armor)
She keep telling me she quit, I said, "We was never partners" (We was never partners)
Make 'em suffer, lotta blues, yeah, I hate dubs (Hate dubs)
Got a nail tech doctor and a bitch that makes pay stubs (Whole lotta paper)
She get straight to it, I don't ask her how her day was (I ain't ask)
I can't stay, I'm peeling out her driveway, I'm in the race club (Yeah, I'm peeling out)

[Chorus: Jeeezy]
Lotta blues, finna make these n***as suffer (These n***as suffer)
Ain't no rules, finna make these n***as suffer (Make these n***as suffer)
I'm in love with bad hoes, but I make they n***as suffer (Make they n***as suffer)
I just took a n***a bitch and I don't think he gon' recover (Think he gon' recover)
Lotta blues, finna make these n***as suffer (These n***as suffer)
Ain't no rules, finna make these n***as suffer (Make these n***as suffer)
I'm in love with bad hoes, but I make they n***as suffer (Make they n***as suffer)
I just took a n***a bitch and I don't think he gon' recover (Think he gon' recover)

[Verse 3: BlueBucksClan DJ & Jeeezy]
I got n***as feeling suicidal, they ain't even really love her (They ain't even really love her)
Fucking on his bitch and playing with his son, he won't recover (He won't recover)
I can't give a hand to these broke n***as, let 'em struggle (Struggle)
Plain ass hoodie, cost a band, this shit so subtle (This shit so subtle)
Quick to get some top and tell a bitch, "I don't got no rubber" (I don't got no rubber)
Quarterback and lining all my n***as up, ain't no huddle (Ain't no huddle)
Sleeping with a model with my back turned, I can't cuddle (I can't cuddle)
Your bitch blowin' up my phone every time you get trouble (Every time you get trouble)
He don't play about her, yeah, he strict about the bitch (He so strict)
Had 'em throwing up, this n***a sick about the bitch (He so sick)
Y'all can have the liquor, you ain't sippin' none of this (Sippin' none of this)
Other n***as bitches, I be quick to come and get (I be quick to come and get)
[Chorus: Jeeezy]
Lotta blues, finna make these n***as suffer (These n***as suffer)
Ain't no rules, finna make these n***as suffer (Make these n***as suffer)
I'm in love with bad hoes, but I make they n***as suffer (Make they n***as suffer)
I just took a n***a bitch and I don't think he gon' recover (Think he gon' recover)
Lotta blues, finna make these n***as suffer (These n***as suffer)
Ain't no rules, finna make these n***as suffer (Make these n***as suffer)
I'm in love with bad hoes, but I make they n***as suffer (Make they n***as suffer)
I just took a n***a bitch and I don't think he gon' recover (Think he gon' recover)