f** playin' games b**h I know you a fake b**h And all you lames, f** all that gang sh**, f** all that squad sh** Simple and plain sh** Don't get it twisted We twistin' up blunts but you actin suspicious I don't give a f** tho Cuz' you know that most of this sh** is just business I'm peepin' her bu*t tho, puttin' that sh** on my Amazon wishlist It's only three bucks tho, she prolly' expect like a couple of swishers I stay in the cut tho, cuz' I know better then to go chasing b**hes I stay in a rut tho, emotions involved and your attitude switches Like jabba the hut tho, I stay in the club with some alien b**hes They hating my guts tho like everyone else in this muhf**in' business I go to the gun show, I'm walking away with two six shooter pistols I still got the jump tho, I could prolly' just go play for the pistons Ain't spoken in months tho, I feel like this sh** is just a competition But don't even front tho, last time we spoke you was sayin' you missed it Just tell me wusup' hoe, you won't even look at me b**h what is this sh**? I gave you my tugra Right over your kitty cuz' you was my muma Skrrt off in the uber I had your steez call me yung kamasutra Your b**h do not suit you I'll show her something that she is not used to Break out the gouda Wine and the Dutch master filled with the Buddha I'm feelin' like LUDA Back in the day in like 2002 sir I give her my rooster, wrap that sh** up so I don't have a booster Dude, where's my car? Now I be feelin like I'm Ashton Kutcher. I'm always Hawaii. Even tho I ain't that much of a looker I'm always kawaii. Yeah you know man, you know that you're a hooker I'm up in Hawaii, b**hes be trippin' on sh** that I'm saaaaaaayyyyyiiiinnnn