[Intro: 2 Chainz]
Cardo got wings
Umm
They say we smoke, we gon' smoke
You say we gon' drink ,we gon' drink
You say you want drugs, we want drugs (Yung Exclusive)
We don't give a fuck what you think

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Big dually parked in my driveway
Hanging out that motherfucker sideways
Residue in my fingernail, make every day like Friday
This how we do it on the southside
Bumpin' Trapaveli on the car ride
Bad booty shots got you lopsided
I buy a new car if my car die
Solid gold Jesus, two of 'em
Backseat I'ma call it futon
Ride around in motherfucker uwop
Like who-a-who-a-who-a-who-a
Bought a bad bitch, I got a crew of 'em
It's four fur coats, I got a zoo of 'em
It's thug life, n***as I don't fool with 'em
I don't care if I went to school with 'em
Come out that thing like yeet
Everybody with me, n***a, geeked
Everybody with me, n***a, deep
Everybody with me, n***a, eat
Black ink all on my body
I pray a body don't get on my shotty
I pray nobody don't get in my way n***a
A to the motherfucking K n***a
Start spittin' lyrical bullets
Don't be surprised if I pull it
Don't be surprised if I shoot it
We the type to pick on a bully
We the type to ride in foreigns
We the type to ride on Forgis
Pinky ring look like a smoothie
Flame goin' up on a Tuesday
[Hook: 2 Chainz]
You on that bullshit ain't you?
You on that bullshit ain't you?
You on that bullshit ain't you?
Now, you on that bullshit ain't you?
You on that bullshit ain't you?
You on that bullshit ain't you?
You on that bullshit ain't you?
Now, you on that bullshit ain't you?

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Big thing parked in the driveway
Squad hotter than Zimbabwe
IPhone got a n***a irate
Ringing all day, all day, like Kanye
Got AK bullets with your name on 'em
Powder on my hands, King James, homie
I walk around this bitch with my chest out
Yeah n***a bout to go Ving Rhames on 'em
Man look at who I done became on 'em
N***as look who and I went switch lanes on 'em
All my n***as brainless, need brain donors
We movin' birds, gettin' birds, shit stains on 'em
Man fuck these n***as, I don't know these n***as
From Jumpstreet it's been M-O-B n***a
It's M-O-B since my D-O-B n***a
And since my D-O-B I've been on my J-O-B n***a
I shoot a n***a ass like Ginobili n***a
I kick a n***a ass like Shinobi n***a
I give your bitch dick like Moby n***a
She know the words to my songs, karaoke winner
Smokey Robinson couldn't out smoke me n***a
I'm on her cheese like anchovies n***a
I get a kilo and keep it lowkey n***a
Cause you on that bullshit and you nosy n***a
You on that bullshit ain't ya?
I'm back on my bullshit, gangster
I'm back up to full strength, gangster
Pat-pat at the pulpit, gangster, amen
And I still root for the underdog
And you the pile of shit under the underdog
These n***as ain't eatin' like a Ramadan
I shoot the driver in the head, make 'em honk the horn
I got the 100's big faces like a mongoloid (God forgive me)
I got the 100's big faces like a mongoloid (God forgive me)
Got big booty bitches in their under-alls
And they pussy gettin' wetter than a thunderstorm
And I swear when I'm in them panty hose
I'm like a kid in the candy store
But I got this bright red bandana though
Flingin' it like I'm a matador
[Hook: 2 Chainz & Lil Wayne]
You on that bullshit ain't you?
You on that bullshit ain't you?
You on that bullshit ain't you?
Now, you on that bullshit ain't you?
You on that bullshit ain't you?
You on that bullshit ain't you?
You on that bullshit ain't you?
Now, you on that bullshit ain't you?

[Outro: 2 Chainz & Lil Wayne]
Yeah (yeah), yup (yup)
Yeah (yeah), yup (yup)
Yeah
It's Tunechi and 2 Chainz and we on our bullshit
It's 2 Chainz and Tunechi and we back on our bullshit
Yeah, yup
You don't want no bullshit
You come with that bullshit
We gon' handle that bullshit
We gon' deal with that bullshit
So come on with that bullshit
'Cause we back, we back on our bullshit
You on that bullshit ain't you?
You on that bullshit ain't you?
We back on our bullshit
I'm back on my bullshit
I'm back up to full strength
Pat-pat-pat, amen
Yes Lord, we back on that bullshit
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