No I ain't off no xan
No we can't be friends
No I can't be your man
And no these ain't cheap pants
No these ain't no Vans
Yeah this 808 jump
Yeah I'm worth something
Yeah I ain't going for nothing
Turn that little boy to a puppet
Get on your knees and suck it
Scored on the pint, bucket
I'm quiet but we can make ruckus
My grams look like nuggets
Fuck I look like holdin' luggage
I gave that shit to my chauffeur
10 thousand dollar sofa
My n***as shoot your n***as (?)
Fuck is a shoe, these prada loafers
I'm kicking shit up in the NOLA
It's crunch time lil n***a, granola
I'm too lazy finna [?]
I realized a lot of shit I'm getting older
I don't give a fuck 'bout no troller
We gone strike that boy with that Cobra
The Kel Tec sing like Alicia
Yeah I'm fucking on a lil Libra
Black and white diamonds look like a zebra
Me and my bitch like Ike and Tina
Nut on her face like some Neutragena
Everybody fuck with me cause my demeanor
Finna hit Saks now and get cleaner
Bumping that Back from the Dead in a beamer
Gave that money back cause my money greener
Watch me pour my feeling in this liter
I'm fleer than you in a wife beater
Hair blowing in a two seater
Won't cuff her she a eater
My dick in her urethra
I just laugh, I just laugh, I just laugh, I just laugh
I just laugh, I just laugh, I just laugh
Haha, that n***a broke
I just laugh, haha, that n***a broke haha