[Minus The Modest]
(chorus)
Hundred bands, that's no threat (on my check)
Bad b**hes, that's no threat (on my dick)
Fast whips, that's no threat (watch me shift)
Glamorous, that's no threat (lemme get it)
[verse 1]
I be getting so throwed
All these shadows, no ghosts
Am I shallow, I don't know
Ask your girl, I bet she do
Watch it, how I flex on you
Cop that Martin, bet I do
I got the liquor and she's tryna come through
I been sipping on the newest mixtures
All my b**hes call me by my aliases
Off the sh**s and I'm still tryna get in where I fit in
It's a dog eat dog world
Enough about the money and the girls
Let me start with the part of me that's probably never coming back
I put my life out on the line to get the glamour and the pearls
I'm a strong man with a strong mind but I call shots and fall sometimes
Gotta stick landings and cross the line
About time I got what I thought was mine
You're no match
I been sitting windows down in the back of the Rolls Royce
Hit them with the old school noise then switch back
b**h boy get on with your b**h a**
I thought I told you muf**as I done did that
I saw her walking in the mall I bet I get that
Holler when you wanna get a baller who can pa**
Lot of guapa in the pockets, b**h I get cash
Not a lot but I'mma get it when the sh** lands
Newest muf**a on the market
You don't know what I'll be starting whenever they listen
Click clack and blast and watch how everybody quick switch back to fans
They so cheesy
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[verse 2]
Sentimental value in a lyrical manner
My name is everything but modesty, it really don't matter
My biggest enemy is me and I'ma settle the battle
With Hennessy and weed and we can be together compatible
f** a nine to five, I'm born to do these shows let me travel
I bust a move and end up herding all these people like cattle
What I can do is show you to the pasture up in my saddle
I let them loose and show the universe the miracle of alcohol
Don't tell no stories tell me truth, oh oh
Most of my homies lost their youth, oh oh
These folks don't know me think they do, oh oh
I've got the juice, I've got the proof
But enough about me, lets talk about you you you you
Enough about me lets talk about you you you you
I heard around that you on the move
I left town and you got a new dude, you so boozi
Trash talking on my ex b**hes
Nascar when I'm off with it
I'm so gone, b**h move on
Too used to this fast living, cash getting
Asthma attack from the ba** in the back hitting
When it slap, make your a** clap
Matter of fact, I'ma crack into it like a kit kat
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