Lil B - 4 Tha Record lyrics

[Intro] Yeah man, it's your boy Lil B, you feel me [Verse 1] You can f** my b**h, not the BasedGod's b**h Might go to East Oakland and that dope fiend rental Still got TVs with them four flats in it I know the underworld, I was raised up in it Might sell off your daughter if the price is right Backdoor your family and take your life Backdoor your wife, backdoor your kids I'm the young pretty b**h, hoe you know what it is In Castro Valley walking out that alley Self made boss b**h take this pack n***a take this case cause I ain't gon' take it I will not snitch, b**h I'll strip you naked Call me Lil Boss with that XO bars Saying f** the Weeknd, I can't sing that soft (Figaro!) I still know the struggle I get so jealous (Figaro!) Still up in that good with that mini mansion Mmm, pick which one With that five tip of gun [Hook] A lot of s**ers fake so I can't respect it f** the Weeknd, put that on record Still flash on b**hes and I flash on n***as One man army, it's the b**h mob, n***a A lot of s**ers fake so I can't respect it f** the Weeknd, put that on record Still flash on b**hes and I flash on n***as One man army, it's the b**h mob, n***a [Verse 2] A lot of n***as died and I felt that pain Put a b**h down, I ain't saying no names Ride around town in that all black gas mask n***as really love me, they'll f** you in the a** Ain't nothing funny with that can't stop money b**h mob over here, b**h mob get gully I got that young n***a with that .45 body rock Moi baby, brrrang-thang b**h mob But I sell p**y and that c**aine burn Flashing on b**hes, loop hole that run She love loop hole b**h check that money Charging every groupie hoe ain't nothing funny I'm not Santa, I'm not Martin I really wanna know b**h how much you charging I go out of state for that green count cutter Charging every hoe, set up your mother Yeah b**h set up your brother Karma is a b**h so I took that smother Everything I do got letters and numbers L wanna creep tryna do something under Word around town b**h mob, I'll smoother Still selling Jerry like them Richmond stunters In a Lexus coupe like my Richmond brothers Knock a b**h out, I keep it one hunnid Lil B [Outro Hook] A lot of s**ers fake so I can't respect it (It's all real man, I really feel this) f** the Weeknd, put that on record (f** with the kid baby, f** with me, you know what I'm saying) One man army, it's the b**h mob, n***a (Every day man, for all these s**as, all that bullsh** ain't gon fly You know what I'm saying, I see you stealing swag) f** the Weeknd, put that on record (So it's cool, I'm coming [?] let that sh** slide) One man army, it's the b**h mob n***a (I don't give a f** if you singing, I don't give a f** if you rapping If you stealing swag, you stealing swag Lil B, he changed the game with this sh** Like I said from the streets number one unsigned artist ever One time for the one time Like I said Lil B f** with me What's up world Oakland what's up West Oakland, East Oakland what's up North Oakland what it do Sacramento what it do)