[Verse 1] Hey now, you're an all-star But the bitches you be with, they are sub-par But the bitches you be with, they be cock-blockin' Hope you put the kids to sleep, they be cock-blockin' You could really get this meat, get this hot sausage And I'm way too rich to beef, I just buy a body And I really kick my feet up, and that's not karate Yeah I really kick my feet up, let a thot massage 'em
[Hook] Where ya ass was at when I was with the Hot Boys? Prolly watchin' Baller Blockin', eatin' popcorn Where ya ass was at? You was in the drought, boy I was prolly at the fight bringin' out Floyd
[Verse 2] Say she love me cause I'm laid back She outgoin' Opposites attract Pockets fat Like Samoan I just told my goons I got it, I just waved 'em off I just told Tunechi I got it and he said "Of course" Lose my mind the only time I ever take a loss I work too hard for takin' off Err! I'm takin' off Really 'bout to see a billion, all in arm's reach Sleep on a hammock in the middle of two palm trees My neighbors can't sleep, all they hearin' is them cars screech My bitch can't sleep, all she hearin' is them car keys I'm just sipped out and I'm way too tired to talk, please I'm just sipped out and I'm way too tired, I'm yawning Yeah
[Hook] Where ya ass was at when I was 15 in a Porsche? Where ya ass be at when we be poppin' all these corks? Where ya ass be at? Know you're prolly with them dorks I'm prolly with some bitches that be poppin' pills and snort
[Verse 3] Diamonds in my mouth, no Swarovski I'm hittin' notes with the pistol, ooh I'm off-key And the money... comin' godspeed I'm movin' slow; Lisa Turtle, Lark Voorhies Found the treasure chest, inside was a heartbeat And Katrina had us hustlin' out a RV We had to stash and still bal'd; Steve Harvey We had to stash and still bal'd; Steve Harvey And we set a nigga up like eHarmony And your bitch plain, nigga, and your car cheap And we leave your brain right there on your broad's cheek And we leave some stains right there on your offspring And the purple rain right here in the soft drink Yeah the purple rain right here in the soft drink And to fight the pain, nigga, like a horse tranq' And we don't complain, nigga, and we don't blink
[Bridge] And he dumb as hell and I swear his ass don't think I think he run with 12 and I think his whole squad linked I be so underwhelmed cause I swear his whole style weak I'm movin' slow as hell but the money comin' godspeed I'm movin' slow as hell but the money comin' godspeed
[Verse 4] I just told a pussy nigga "Call your henchman, nigga" I just stole on a nigga mid-sentence, nigga Fiend searchin' in a haystack for syringes, nigga Dopeman, got 'em flippin' like some ninjas, nigga Got 'em tweakin', got 'em lurkin', got 'em cringin', nigga Ooh, that's them symptoms, nigga I can prevent 'em, nigga Split a nigga' head in two, that's split decision, nigga Been to Hell and back, came back in mint condition, nigga Feel like Heaven winnin' racks, return to spend a nigga Feel like Heaven's only lackin' your attendance, nigga Feel like stuntin', drop the tops and not them windows, nigga Toss out your demo, I ain't even like your intro, nigga I just went Kimbo with this tempo Un momento, nigga You know my M.O., nigga: Spit that A-M-M-O, nigga Blat
[Outro] I ask my ceilings where ya ass was at To all my Ceilings fans, I'm back They pushed the album back FuckTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
