B-T-B-G, B-T-B-G, B-T-B-G, B-T-B-G I stay doin' the rhyme, ain't got no time
To eat, I stay doin' the run, I stay doin' the run, I gotta talk my shit, Pop ahh purk
And I get geek, I cannot go to sleep, Money chasin' me, these demons chasin' me, Pop ahh Purk and I'm geek, nigga here and I screech, Like a nerd nigga what's the word, Might do
The dirty bird, Bitch I'm like Fabo, On another level you know, Like Scotty callin' me though
I'm higher than two lame hoes
Drinkin' don Julio on the go
They twerking, they shakin
They ass' to this song though
It's a shame how you look when you drunk bitch, yeah I know
I can't carry you out the club though
B-T-B-G, B-T-B-G, B-T-B-G, B-T-B-G