Every time I wake up, I turn on my music Yeah, That nigga talk, he like to talk, but
Know his ass won't do it Yeah, he got a Glock, He got a Glock, but
Know his ass won't shoot He keep on getting Dropped, he getting dropped
But I think his lil' ass stupid Yeah, these niggas Think I'm rocking with 'em
Swear I'm f*cking not She on the same shit Again, she just be stirring
Up the pot And on that lame shit again, I just Don't
Understand the thot She said, is you coming H Home
I text her back, I'm f*cking not One, two, Three, four
Many hoes gon' hit me up, and they all just Tryna f*ck
I'm sitting tall, my nigga what, Five, six, seven, Eight
F*ck this bitch up, many ways She got a nigga Anyways, gon' f*ck it up
At any place That was a lil' something for the Kids, nigga
Corny And he be all in her face, and then he Talking
About some rizz And I'm really finna catch a Case, cause these
Niggas on dick When these hoes just be Talking about some
Shit, it make me sick Yeah, yeah, I f*ck the F*ck, I kiss her
And she tipsy, She be doing new shit off of the Liquor
Yeah, I put it down, Cause time from time Again, she getting thicker
I be putting that shit on, and every day I take a Picture
Every time I wake up, I turn on my music Yeah, That nigga talk, he like to talk, but
Know his ass won't do it Yeah, he got a Glock, He got a Glock, but
Know his ass won't shoot it He keep on getting Dropped, he getting dropped
I think his lil' ass stupid Yeah, these niggas Think I'm rocking with 'em
Swear I'm f*cking not She on the same shit Again, she just be stirring
Up the pot And on that lame shit again, I just Don't understand
The thot She said, is you coming home
I text her back, I'm f*cking not
I text her back, I'm f*cking not