[Verse]
I'll die over this chain before I tuck it
N***a, I'll die a broke rapper before I be a puppet, huh
So much chicken in this bitch, we can make dumplings
I hit the stage, pop a pill, I'm like David Ruffin
Fuck I look like fuckin' a bitch for nothin', huh?
Bitch, I need a slip or somethin'
So what, you super bad? Bitch, I ain't McLovin
Bitch, I need my bread, I need my Egg McMuffin
My bitch got a new trick, she say he play for the Denver Nuggets
And she got an old n***a and I call him Benjamin Button
I ask Baby J why he ride around with the whole hundred
He say he tryna hit legs, head, chest, and his stomach
Keep it gangster with me, huh, I'll keep it gangster too
N***a, you can't fake the truth
Say you got some killers, lil' n***a, I'm not amused
Boy, I got 'em too
Bitch, you wanna see a legend? I'm the living proof
These n***as ain't with no action, they all digital
These n***as, they just talk loud, I call 'em Mystikals
Until we whip them choppers out and start shootin' visuals
They done walked the walk, they talk the talk
I guess these n***as like just hearin' theyself
These n***as bark bark, no bite at all
It's like these n***as, they be killin' theyself
I got four forty-eight on that digital scale
I got an old prostitute that look like Patti LaBelle
While my old bitches tell me that I'm dirty as hell
Huh? And she got pussy for sale
Huh, I just hit a famous bitch, huh, with the windmill
Huh, Dominique Wilkins
I just pressed up some fake Percs with some Benadryl
Huh? He don't know these pills fiction
Unc in here whippin' grams, this Hell's Kitchen
He got the old recipe, this shit vintage
Huh, walk in the trap, smell vinegar and chitterlings
The dope smell like vinegar, my fiend in here shittin'
Huh, wanna fuck Lonnie Bands? It's a privilege
A lot of these bitches pay me, but won't admit it
These bitches go get boyfriends, then act different
Baby, I know you found some romance, but don't lie on my pimpin'

[Outro]
I talk that shit 'cause I live that shit, shh
Hey, I talk that shit 'cause I live that shit, n***a, shh
Hold on, hey
You fell in love with the bitch, I pimped on the bitch
Get to runnin' off the lip, now you got hit, shh
You got to run off at the lip, then you got hit, hah