[Intro]
[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Woke up this morning, bussed down a swisher
Looked in the mirror, like I'm one rich a** n***a'
Brush my teeth with 100's, wipe my a** with these 50's
All about the Benji's, competition can't f** with me
Know these n***a's envy green bottle Remy fifty, in my semi
Waka Flocka Flame, I'm not friendly
I'm so motherf**ing neighborhood, let's get that understood
I'm not crossing over, this ain't b-ball
Got partners behind the g-wall, 30 for a murder, dog
So I gotta get it all, I pull up in a 2 door
Same color as some puddin'
Goddamn that car good lookin', driver good lookin'
Goddamn them rims good lookin'
[Hook]
I know you f** n***a's don't like us but we don't give a f**
Copy-Catters Bite Us, they swag s**
Know you b**h n***a's gone hate my guts, Bite Me
If you think I do re-write me, they say that imitation flattery, so Bite Me
I put the Tre-8 in your mouth, I make you like it
They say that mimicking is flattery, so Bite Me
I put the AK in your face, and I make you like me
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
No chit chat, hit me back
Gucci did this, Gucci Mane did that
If I did this and I didn't do that, Why'd I do that, Why'd I do that
Put a little of this, with a little of that
But ain't nothing little about that there, cat
Triple black, back to back
By myself, still back to back
Call me stacks, because I got them racks
Got them green bags, duffel bags, can't hold cash
CEO, labled as, and it cost a price tag, but made me glad
I'm so jazz, I'm so cla**
I don't need no bronco to make me mad
b**h ain't bad
Watch them chest and the mouth like a mad, got more bags in his stash
Oh my goodness, she sitting in pudding, feel like she shouldn't
Why she shouldn't, Why mess with hundreds, Ride 'round in Bentley's
I know the average block was poppalin'
Don't like me because I'm f**ing Icy
[Hook]