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

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

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

Drank in my cup, hope this shit spill
up in the new edition
And that's word to Johnny
How I come up this shit
And all these verses that I
I have no imagination, everything I do for
Bitch I'm down
Put your phone down
If she got an ass and the girl a fan, it's down
I'mma fuck you I've been waiting a century for it
the pussy up and I'll trade you the memory for it
In the bedroom
That's what her roommate will you
Man I just hear this shit and think about what Tunechi tell you
He might call up
She to call up Melissa

Tell 'em come to the
And do 'em both, dribble
I'm colder a hospital
She the dick that I give her
Hit her from the front, back,
Twist her 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 just how my OG sum it up
I been working all winter just to the summer up
It's me and 2 Chainz
But the chain's never tucked
If you don't like what I'm doing, nigga fuck

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

if you know like I know
That pussy pop like
And she know I'm a
That like a pothole
I'm colder the snot nose
Man all these is my hoes
and if she bougie fuck her
then her hanging, dry clothes
I just a cemetery, niggas dying to get in
lying, they pretend
Don't cross that line its thin
as a star, make a wish
I'm a shark, I ate the
I got no heart, I that bitch

You hate that bitch, well I that bitch
jump a nigga like a chessboard
Do a drive by while you're on your skateboard
They even know it
Drake sing a song just to get her pussy wet
Then I her to the crib
Man fuck bitch right on the step
Put it in and take it back out, I back out
Hair weave killer to snatch the fucking track out
Put me in the game coach, I'm the
Pull up, kick, throw and the money and the dope
True, 2 Chainz, I'm on a plane and a
I am so cold I a cover and a coat
Kick it at the mall, call it
If you don't like what I'm doing, nigga, fuck

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