text: The same nigga that took my bitch, I cant believe he did it
  The same mouth they hating with they kiss his bitch with
  And thats the same set of lips they sucked my dick with
  Niggas crying on the internet having bitch fits
  And I just sold six pounds at the QuikTrip
  Every time I get some show money, I thank God, nigga
  Cause all I ever did was sell weed and rob niggas
  And I aint doing shit for free, I gotta charge niggas
  Hope when those haters hatin, they dont got they broad with em
  Yeah, I see you hatin, ignore, go fuck their bitch in my Jordans
  Give my baby mama the phone and be like, Baby, record it
  And you rappin ass niggas, Ima give you a warning
  When you see me, it aint no talkin, Im just uppin the .40
  All you talking ass niggas gon talk, nigga
  Cause I dont talk to lil niggas, Im a boss nigga
  This lifestyle that Im living, yeah, it cost, nigga
  We robbin all the rappers if I take a loss, nigga
  These niggas pillow talking bout me, never did shit
  I got a diaper on, nigga, and Im still lit
  What they gon do about me, Im too much to deal with
  Who you know that could put a pamper on and talk some real shit?
  And if a girl want it, I could give her some real dick
  You round talkin crazy bout a nigga and it still hit
  Pulled it out, put it on her face, I nutted real quick
  And every time she come around she act like she aint did shit