I got, I got, I got
Fast women, slow bread,
Cold chillin, makin magic in an Upstate home stead
Got a bad bitch on my text line
Lookin for a life line like my dick studied pre-med
Alright girl, go ahead,
Feeling like an old mind in a young head
Instead, these hoe ass industry faggots
Wanna front like I ain't hotter than Lucifer’s forehead
I can treat her like an option, I could get head
But I’ma go plan b, I’ma get bread
Either one of them be crazy, either she gon want a baby
Or them boys is gon be ringing at my door bell
So I treat her like oh well
Said fuck a pussy and I left her in the hotel
Gotta hit the city street, you can feel it's heart beat
Water full of sharks, preyin on the weak
Could give a fuck bout what you say
They'll never take my soul away
Could give a fuck about what you say
Go tell them boys I’m here to stay
Now tell me what I’m gonna do
Everybody got opinons bout what I’m gonna do
Mom’s trippin, girl's trippin, I’m the hungriest dude
I ain’t worry bout a deal, I’m just tryna improve
I ain’t worry bout appeal, I just do what it do
If I don’t like it, I don’t write it, I don’t shit on my food
If I don’t like it I don’t wear it, homie worry bout you
This dick ain't finna suck itself bitch, what you tryin to do?
Could give a fuck about what you say
They'll never take my soul away
Could give a fuck about what you say
Go tell them boys I’m here to stay.