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Thank God for the first nigga trapping
God for the first nigga started rapping
Thank God for the girl to start stripping
And I'mma have to it muhfucking real with 'em
I got a with these niggas
I got a problem these bitches
Trigger finger itchin'
I it, I do it

up on a bitch, call it crucified
Time to go to work, no and tie
Bumpin' Makaveli, I be at the telly
My nigga did a and he back already
Got that already, man we got them racks already
As far as your girl, I hit it from the already
I tried to get a tan, but I'm already
Your pockets on a diet, my fat already
Three niggas me, me myself and I
God don't like ugly, you should
My T-shirt come from
I so much on a verse I take a third off
Bird call, off
Bust a nut on her, her that's a load off
Shorty ass soft, like a ball
If you don't like I'm doing, nigga, fuck y'all

Thank God for the first nigga trapping
Thank God for the nigga started rapping
God for the first girl to start stripping
And I'mma have to keep it muhfucking real 'em
I got a with these niggas
Got some problems these bitches
Trigger keep itchin'
I it, I do it

Drank in my cup, this shit don't spill
Pull up in the new
And that's word to Johnny
How I come up this shit
And all these that I kill
I have no imagination, everything I do for
Bitch I'm down
Put camera phone down
If she got an ass and the girl a fan, it's going
I'mma fuck you I've been waiting a century for it
Give the pussy up and trade you the memory for it
In the forever
That's her roommate will tell you
Man I just hear this shit and think about what will tell you
He call up Patricia
She 'bout to call up

'em come to the cribo
And do 'em both, dribble
I'm than a hospital
She the dick that I give her
Hit her the front, back, side
her like cigarillos
I put the gun to the
I don't blood on my clothes
Gotta that Trukfit fresh
to all of my hoes

That's how my OG would sum it up
I been all winter just to fuck the summer up
just me and 2 Chainz
But the chain's never tucked
If you don't like what I'm doing, nigga y'all

Thank God for the first nigga started
Thank God for the first started rapping
Thank God for the first girl to start
And have to keep it muhfucking real with 'em
I got a problem with niggas
I got a problem these bitches
Trigger finger keep
I it, I do it

Well if you know like I
That pussy pop pyro
And she I'm a pothead
pussy like a pothole
I'm colder the snot nose
Man all these is my hoes
and if she fuck her once
leave her hanging, dry clothes
I built a cemetery, niggas dying to get in
Niggas lying, they
Don't that line its paper thin
High as a star, make a
I'm a shark, I ate the
I got no heart, I hate that

You hate bitch, well I hate that bitch
Will jump a like a chessboard
Do a drive by while you're riding on your
They ain't know it
Drake sing a song just to get her pussy wet
Then I take her to the
Man fuck that bitch right on the
Put it in and it back out, then I back out
Hair weave killer to snatch the fucking track out
Put me in the coach, I'm the antidote
up, kick, throw and take the money and the dope
True, 2 Chainz, I'm on a plane and a
I am so cold I a cover and a coat
it at the mall, call it football
If you don't what I'm doing, nigga, fuck y'all

ready? 1, 2, 3
Right now it's me
A time for myself, me time
Oh yeah, right now it's me
Don't want no one else now, me
please don't call my phone, don't call my phone
Said I wanna be left alone, be left
Please, please stop by my home
No, no I feel it's just matter of time
Till you people make me lose my
I'm 'bout to leave this behind
Right now it's me
You to go kick rocks now
Me