I put you hoes on blinds, I taught you how to pick that pine, I'll never leave without that pine, I don't trust no bitch or man, cause you heard me though, nah.

You heard me though!

Nah!

You heard me though!

Nah!

You heard me though!

Nah!

I put these folks on pills.

Told them exactly how acid feels.

Now they rolling like wagon wheels.

Now I know where my power is.

You won't hear me though.

Nah.

You don't hit me though Nah You don't hit me though Nah You don't hit me though Nah

Lil' Chad, I am that bitch, you shut it down, hoe, when I drop A real ass bitch that's from the hood, catch me thuggin' on your block Super fake, you hoes, pretend though, that's why I keep that stendo Lil' girl playin' all them games, you so played out like a Nintendo, bitch

Bitch, you don't want to do nothing.

I'm talking shit just for the club, nigga.

I'm going to tell you one more time.

You need to check your stuff.

Before you end up bloodied with your family on that front row That white job, that body bag, saw a pillow for your head, oh Cause you ain't about that life, scary bitches never hang out A coward motherfucker be on the curb with their brains out But I'm just little me, you don't fear me though Once I put that chopper to your blocker, you gon' hear me, oh

But you hoes don't mind I taught you how to fix that pine I'll never leave without that pine I don't trust no bitch on mine But you don't hurt me though You don't hurt me though You don't hurt me though You don't hurt me though

I put these folks on wheels, told them exactly how ass it feels.

Now they rolling like wagon wheels.

Now I know where my power is.

You won't hear me though.

Nah.

You won't hear me though.

Nah.

You won't hear me though.

Nah.

You won't hear me though.

Nah.

When I pull up, I hop out.

I shake hands and I sign titties.

Jar loud, jar shine.

All I want to know is who's riding with me.

Bad bitches know what's up.

I'm down to fuck.

Only here tonight.

Cruel geeked out goons in the truck yelling Memphis bitch and they down to fight, but we'll get you high and we'll set you right.

Lift off, red eye flight, my skin's crawling Could it be the molly or the yellow dust I've lost sight, got a loud mouth and I'll say

some shit probably the reason i ain't made it big but when i do hit the ball i'm gonna break some shit and blame it all on the motherfucking neighbors get them just high

Please excuse the last line.

You can fuck my bitch, but don't kill my vibe.

I see that fake shit a mile away, and if I don't do shit else, I still die.

Getting my job, but I can't stop now.

We too close.

Ain't nobody in my lane.

The Chevy thing pedal to the floorboard.

We on the way.

You on him and me.

I-I put you hos on pines I-I taught you how to flip that pine I-I never leave without that pine I-I don't trust a bitch of mine But you heard me though You-you heard me though

You heard me though.

You heard me though.

Put these folks in heels.

Tell them exactly how ass it feels.

Now they rolling like wagon wheels.

Now I know where my power is.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Nah!

Nah!