Bitch I'm starving as an artist
Never been good with the card trick
Good with old game
In that thing like a cartridge
Oh that's your girlfriend
Turn her into a fan of our shit
Club hopping off the xan man she all about the bars
And she like seeing stars and in love with all cars
Give me what she got and somehow still be in my pocket
She get geechi geechi off of Gucci Louis Fendi Prada
If she bad like Snow Tha Product I don't really see a problem
It and tricking if you got it
Who you tricking
It's a problem
First step is to admit it
Get your ticket
F*ck it I'll be wrong to everybody and they momma
If you didn't know this shit fuego
Keep it rolling
Everybody and they're momma seem to got a problem
Constantly concerned with me and shit that don't involve em
They look down on me
And I can't turn to them for solace
But when they needin' me
I'm obligated to solve em
Man seem to go from piece of shit to gifted kid quick
Which is it am i not shit or do I do a little bit
Whys it that I even still give a shit?
Bout to say f*ck it
I'll be wrong to everybody