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Thank God for the first nigga started
Thank God for the first started rapping
Thank God for the first girl to stripping
And I'mma to keep it muhfucking real with 'em
I got a problem these niggas
I got a problem these bitches
finger keep itchin'
I it, I do it

Hang up on a bitch, it crucified
to go to work, no suit and tie
Bumpin' Makaveli, I be at the telly
My nigga did a dime and he already
Got that sack already, man we got them already
As far as your girl, I hit it from the already
I tried to get a tan, but I'm black
Your on a diet, my pockets fat already
Three niggas with me, me and I
God don't like ugly, you should
My T-shirt from Bergdorf
I make so on a verse I take a third off
call, swerve off
Bust a nut on her, her that's a load off
Shorty ass soft, like a Nerf
If you don't what I'm doing, nigga, fuck y'all

Thank God for the nigga started trapping
Thank God for the first nigga rapping
Thank God for the first girl to start
And I'mma have to it muhfucking real with 'em
I got a problem with these
Got some with these bitches
Trigger finger itchin'
I it, I do it

Drank in my cup, hope shit don't spill
up in the new edition
And that's to Johnny Gill
How I come up with this
And all these that I kill
I no imagination, everything I do for real
I'm camouflage down
Put your phone down
If she got an ass and the a fan, it's going down
fuck you like I've been waiting a century for it
Give the pussy up and I'll trade you the for it
In the bedroom
That's her roommate will tell you
Man I just this shit and think about what Tunechi will tell you
He might call up
She 'bout to up Melissa

Tell 'em come to the
And do 'em both, dribble
I'm colder a hospital
She love the dick I give her
Hit her the front, back, side
her like cigarillos
I put the gun to the
I don't blood on my clothes
Gotta that Trukfit fresh
to all of my hoes

That's how my OG would sum it up
I been working all just to fuck the summer up
just me and 2 Chainz
But the never tucked though
If you don't like I'm doing, nigga fuck y'all

Thank God for the first nigga trapping
Thank God for the first nigga rapping
Thank God for the girl to start stripping
And I'mma have to it muhfucking real with 'em
I got a problem with these
I got a problem with bitches
Trigger finger keep
I it, I do it

Well if you like I know
pussy pop like pyro
And she I'm a pothead
That like a pothole
I'm colder than the nose
Man all hoes is my hoes
and if she bougie fuck her
leave her hanging, dry clothes
I just built a cemetery, dying to get in
Niggas lying, pretend
Don't cross that line its thin
High as a star, make a
I'm a shark, I ate the
I got no heart, I hate that

You that bitch, well I hate that bitch
Will jump a nigga a chessboard
Do a by while you're riding on your skateboard
ain't even know it
Have Drake sing a song just to get her wet
Then I take her to the
Man fuck that right on the step
Put it in and take it back out, I back out
weave killer known to snatch the fucking track out
Put me in the game coach, I'm the
Pull up, kick, throw and take the money and the
True, 2 Chainz, I'm on a and a boat
I am so cold I need a cover and a
it at the mall, call it football
If you don't like what I'm doing, nigga, y'all

ready? 1, 2, 3
Right now it's me
A little for myself, me time
Oh yeah, right now me time
Don't no one else now, me time
please don't call my phone, don't call my phone
Said I wanna be left alone, be alone
Please, please don't stop by my
No, no 'cause I feel it's just of time
Till you people me lose my mind
I'm 'bout to leave this world
now it's me time
You need to go rocks now
Me