[Verse 1 - Corey Nyell]
I went M.I.A., I know the bitches miss me
Momma to me fuck her but the bitch can't kiss me
She be giving sloppy toppy, licky licky
Shawty fuck with quickies, so I don't give hickies
She breast feeding me just like a baby
I'm a stunner but don't call me "Baby"
Purp so strong, it got a n***a lazy
Told the shawty throw it back, and don't betray me
This is for them n***as that be sneak dissin'
Shawty bad, I love messing with freak bitches
These bitches, they wanna n***a who got the big figures
They talking on the low, show em what I'm really missing
If you hate me that much then make a petition
While I'll be at your club taking all your women
Fuck your decision, man. I still be winning
Got my n***as on the real, got a n***a tripping
Keep a n***a focused on the real
Never lame boy, still I keep it trill
I swear I keep hundred for my n***as got my finger on the trigger
If a n***a wanna try me what's the deal
Still going for the n***as who ain't here right now
Time to show these n***as how I feel
Feel like y'all been sleeping for a minute, while I get my money way up
I make the shit easy like a lay up
I swear the money never sleep so I stay up
Times are getting harder so we pray up
Pray to God, knowing I'm a fuck the game up
Keep it trill, cause the money never change us
For them n***as talking shit, keep their mouth taped up
I'm never gon stop until I become famous
But I tell em I ain't with that lame shit at all
If you ain't talking money, then hop the fuck off, I swear to God