[Intro]
LowTheGreat
Wait hol' up, I'm finna turn this bitch up

[Verse 1]
Call me Le'veon Bell I'm at yo doormat
How you got the bitches always askin' where the hoes at
She always pull up naked I keep askin' where yo clothes at
I don't wanna be your MCM, why you post that
The same n***a used to hate wanna follow back
I promise I don't follow no n***as only hoe rats (Only hoe rats)
Like a weak d-tackle n***as ain't go no sack
I'm from the city, n***as from that mountain called Brokeback
I ain't talkin' bout that PS4 bitch I'm two player
All I got is hoes in my phone like I do hair
N***a this fit cost a whip what is you wearin' (What is you wearin')
She a fan, you can be her man I am not carin'
N***as wanna beef but can't even post bail
Look I'm not a kid I don't need momma hеlp (Don't need momma help)
Promoters always bookin' you can't put me on no shеlf
Like I'm in a stall I do shit by myself
Pretty please don't try it I am not that n***a
They call my cameraman a shooter so I shot that n***a
Pop that n***a like a bad bitch I got that n***a
Photoshop and if he fake Ima crop that n***a
I ain't goin' on a date with her I promise
I don't eat Five Guys 'cause I hate n***as
I need to get my shit straight
I'm too busy passing out dick like a giveaway
I be like this shit fake, the homie baby momma try to fuck me on his birthday (On his bday)
She tried to turn my n***a celebration to the worst day
Why you think I'm 1Take they fuck me on the first date
Like a squirrel, put it in her mouth Ima nut case
I ain't ever flew a bitch out I ain't no rapper
I be actin' broke bitch 'cause I rather gamble ('Cause I rather gamble)
Steppin' on toes like these n***as wearin' sandals
If you can't bet a hunnid, shoot a hunnid we can't gamble (You broke)
Bought a bottle for her birthday but I drink it
I ain't got a condom but I'm still finna fuck her
She bought that n***a everything he got, she his mother (She his momma)
If that's really the case n***a I'm a mother fucker
All this fly shit, n***as thinkin' Ima scammer (Thinkin' Ima scammer)
Penthouse with a n***a main on camera
Talkin' so much shit I'm in they head like dandruff
Every n***a want her but I still ain't finna answer
Strippers goin' crazy n***a I just threw a tantrum
Weak bitches mad, this a pretty bitch anthem
She like rich n***as so I know you ain't had her
June Twenty Six baby Ima whole cancer