[Verse 1: Big Sean] b**h, this ain't no boss it's a boss up b**h, this ain't for sure, this a toss up b**h, this ain't Toyota, this European b**h she ain't no hoe, she my girlfriend b**h, this ain't is no nap, this how I sleep b**h, this ain't no hobby, this how I eat b**h, this ain't lust so it's love b**h, this ain't the connect, this the plug b**h, this ain't beef, this world war b**h, this ain't a show it's a world tour b**h, you don't know me, yeah you knew me b**h, this ain't the problem, this the solution Feeling like my chakras aligned From now on call me Don Rhyming for days, I couldn't eat and it was not Ramadan n***as asking for a cut, they just way out of line Thugger [Verse 2: Young Thug & Big Sean] Hoe, ain't no Ford, this a Maserati This is not a movie, baby, this a real dead body I'm on a one-way street, 'bout to have a trolley I f** her one night then I'ma duck up outta You do anything for this 'lil b**h you might be a Cosby Speaking of Bill Cosby, I spike my drink with molly You better not tell nobody, zip it, just zips and addy Hit from the back, turn to a car when I'm backing out it Hit it with 10, f** it, I'ma go smack his body Hit 'em up like Did 'em up like Hit 'em up like [Verse 3: Big Sean & Gucci Mane] b**h, this ain't a boss this a boss up b**h, this isn't forsure, this a toss up Hoe, this ain't Toyota, this European b**h, she ain't a hoe, she´s my girlfriend b**h, this ain't time, this is our time b**h, this isn't the plug, this the power line b**h this ain't Diesel, this Gucci It's Gucci b**h, you ain't know me now you know me (yeah) b**h, this ain't Adidas this Puma b**h, that ain't the truth that's a rumor b**h, you ain't my friend you a tumor b**h, that ain't the new one, this newer b**h, this ain't fourth-quarter, it's crunch time Now foul lines, just front lines f** taking sh**, boy, I just take what's mine [Verse 4: Big Sean] And I'm still hungry like a n***a was unsigned Don't nobody want this sh** more than I want mine f** a free meal, boy, I'd rather go hunt mine When you get the ball, boy, you be fumbling When you talk that sh** be mumbling Man, I got my one shot f**ed around and and-one'd it If the dogs ain't there then they one call from it, look Run you out your house and now your a** apartment hunting From the Michigan cold, and I'm colder than that Don't f** with my crazy a**, boy Your mama should've told you that When we in it, one way out This life just like a culdesac The hood behind me like a cobra back You quote the internet, I quote the facts But snake n***as never tell the truth You a liar If you swear to God one more time on your life you might die [Outro: Big Sean] Real ones, I know you feel me Independent women, I know you feel me If you self-made me then you feel me Text from my girl said "Come feel me up" Real dawgs, I know you feel me My OG's know they feel me, yeah Bad b**h, she want to feel me Text from my girl said "Come feel me up" [Producer Tag: Future] If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you