Yea
Yea, Yea
Uh
Yea
It could get rough
Shit could get rough
Please don't get tough
'Fore you get puffed
My dawg finna ruff
My b***h is in lust
I'm still in the cut
Enough is enough
You know wassup
Yea, yea
You know wassup
Yea, yea
You know what-
I got a chip on my shoulder, I hit the flip and I bet it on us
Shorty thought I was in love but I hit it once and I never cuffed
Money's the root of it all but I never halt 'cause I love the rush
You been talkin' about it too long, hoping it all will start happening one day
Please don't f*ck up the feng shui
Been runnin' this s**t for so long, every step that I take is considered a runway
Not even discussing the fashion, sayin' we both cut from two different fabrics
Put my enemies all in a chat and send 'em a text sayin' "none of y'all lasting"
It could get rough
Shit could get rough
Please don't get tough
'Fore you get puffed
My dawg finna ruff
My b***h is in lust
I'm still in the cut
Enough is enough
You know wassup
Yea, yea
You know wassup
Yea, yea
You know wassup
Yea, yea
You know what-
Yea, yea
Uh
Momma had raised me an angel, yet I'm surrounded by all of these demons
The girl of your dreams to me is simply a dinner I'm having this evening
I got these boys catchin' fatigue thinking that me and them really competin'
You fixin' yo lip to speak, then you owe me something nice, uh
Santana baby, keep them hundreds in my sight
Can't tell me nothin' now, imagine when my money right, uh
Circle so motherfuckin' tight, we look alike, uh
Naw this ain't no wave, this for motherfuckin' life, uh
It could rough
Please don't get tough
'Fore you get puffed
My dawg finna ruff
My b***h is in lust
I'm still in the cut
Enough is enough
It could get rough
Shit could get rough
Please don't get tough
'Fore you get puffed
My dawg finna ruff
My b***h is in lust
I'm still in the cut
Enough is enough
You know wassup
Yea, yea
You know wassup
Yea, yea
You know what-
Yea, yea
You know wassup
Yea, yea
You know wassup
Yea, yea
You know what-
Yea, yea
Uh
