[Intro] [Hook x2] Mic check, two one two, b**h Realest young n***a in the room, sh** Heard that my back not groomed b**h Late, but I still leave soon, quick f** up out my way Ya'll n***as throwing shade But your iTunes got Chris Travis tapes Bucking young n***a in a city full of fakes I'll do a n***a bad I'll want to catch a case [Verse] p**y n***a shut the f** up Only time you up [is] when your a** waking up I'm making cake while you n***as caking up I'm getting baked from the dawn till the dusk I'll pull a n***a back Leave him chained to a truck
These n***as whack But some fans in a buzz My flow crack You don't got to pay for d** My world deep But my pain is the love I just really really want to blow me a dub I just really really want to smoke me a blunt These n***as fake man, these n***as c*nts I don't play with them, eat them up like a runt Say it to my face and your face get stomped Step out of place Better know where your from Come up to my plate, better have your funds And I don't want a little b**h, I want the whole sum [Hook] [Outro]