[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame]
Aw man, they 'round here talking crazy 'bout the kid man...
You know I don't do no [?] for promotion
Social media for promotion man
When I see you, I'ma pull right up on your li'l stupid a**
I'ma direct this to every n***a on my dick
SQUAD!
[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]
Ain't sh** sweet n***a (4x)
Told these motherf**ers ain't sh** sweet n***a
Told these motherf**ers, I'ma show these motherf**ers
Told these motherf**ers ain't sh** sweet n***a
Ain't sh** sweet n***a
[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Told these motherf**ers ain't sh** sweet
Jugging with the rock like [?]
Got a b**h, got a condo out on 10th Street
Sipping codeine like Pimp C
If a n***a really really wanna tempt me
I'm a bust the choppa 'til it's empty
p**y n***a really don't offend me
Whole body red up in this Fendi
Young n***a walking with the pocket monster
I can get ya hit up with the rocket launcher
Chilling in the cut rolling up ganga
n***as really fake, really need a Oscar
n***as see my swag like they got binoculars
BSM the mob but my n***a robbers
Say you getting money but you n***as toddlers
Only way to do it, I'ma sell it proper
Rollie presidential watch, I gotta have it
Chilling in the kitchen with a automatic
Coming from the city turn you to a savage
Golds in my mouth, Ol' Dirty ba*tard
Really [?] for the gusto
Turn your baby momma to a custo'
When I flip out, go nutso
Hit a motherf**er for the truckload
[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]
Told these motherf**ers ain't sh** sweet n***a
Ain't sh** sweet n***a
Really undercover, ain't sh** sweet n***a
Ain't sh** sweet n***a
Told these motherf**ers ain't sh** sweet n***a
Told these motherf**ers, I'ma show these motherf**ers
Told these motherf**ers ain't sh** sweet n***a
Ain't sh** sweet n***a
[Verse 2: Sizzle]
Spend a li'l hundred, baby girl I got the money
Come and pull up on a p**y n***a, bunkin' and I make [?]
Sizzle still getting it, p**y you ain't saying nothing
Claiming that you shot sh**, n***a you ain't spraying nothing
Sizzle still getting it, I'll never ever stop
Took a old hundred grand and went and bought a rich Glock
Got a new house off the motherf**ing crop
Walk around this motherf**er with a hundred and some crocs
n***as talking beef and they don't really wanna see this sh**
I been getting to it, walking 'round not speaking sh**
Got a real choppa for you n***a with the sneaky sh**
f** her one time then I tell the hoe to beat it b**h
Still with the motherf**ing madness
I been thumbing through it and I'm counting with a pa**ion
All about a check so a n***a living savage
I been getting rich while you n***as living average
Took my neck and wrist and went and filled it up with karats
Swear you n***as telling sh**, you n***as like a parrot
Got a n***a reaching cause the haters keep staring
Low to the earth, got a young n***a [?]
[?] Flexing, got your main b**h famine
Put her on a plane while another b**h landing
n***a keep it real, you a motherf**ing standard
I been getting to it, b**h them motherf**ing bands in
[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]
Told you motherf**ers ain't sh** sweet n***a
Ain't sh** sweet n***a
Really undercover, ain't sh** sweet n***a
Ain't sh** sweet n***a
Living in the trenches, leave ya six feet n***a
Ain't sh** sweet n***a (3x)
[Verse 3: Waka Flocka Flame]
Told you motherf**ers ain't sh** sweet n***a
Sitting on top where I'm meant to be n***a
Yeah I really know I'm k**ing these n***as
I'm 'bout to start revealing these n***as
[?] with a European stitch
[?] white girl, that's a European b**h
Cuban linked up, I ain't feeling these haters
Tryna count a cool hundred mill on these haters
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