YeahYeah(Chorus)Niggas really wild, yeah I knowDon’t be textin’, callin’ and blowin’ up my phoneBitch I’m backAll these other niggas wack, yeah I knowBitch I’m backAll these other niggas wack, yeah I knowKilling shit, who is this?You forget who I is?Though the old me never shortened the planAnd I don’t give a fuck if that nigga bust the crib upI was runnin’ the gang back upLil nigga back back-upTell em all now back upKick it from the top, back up(Verse 1)All of these niggas been sayin’ the wordsThat “They got it”But I promise that I am not sellin’ itGot in the field and I am making some musicAnd I feel like a nigga Ezekial ElliotPockеts on meBout as big as a bitchI just got me a strip club as big an elеphantNiggas say they been goin’ so hardBut I promise I’m only seein’ them bein’ delicateMight get a couple of dollars and tell that lil’ bitch I was talkingTo go hit the store with itI got get a hot Cheetos and the flamesAnd if she do not get it she gotta go againI do not listen to none of her problemsI don’t really care that she got go ho againCause all of her money she making my niggaThat’s comin’ to me just so I can go blow this shitReally came from the block and I dun did it quicklyNiggas talking like they winnin’ but that shit is iffyPut that nigga in a bag like his name was missyAnd ‘for that bread get you jammed in a fuckin jiffyI know they heated I been scheming with the demonsCorrupt the governmentWant us to give’em our allegianceMy momma told me all this shit you’ll have and never leave itDem nightmares come to reality when you dream itBut I never knowPlotted that I needed dollars and revenueCan’t listen to the reverend and all the shit that he tellin youI’m really tryna ball on niggas, feel like I’m PettigrewThey know my pedigree like WWEThese niggas ain’t gon ride with meSo they probably never will seeHow I’m cool, calm, collectedBut still can murder a BJordan Fletcher bitchI’m better than your ???Next in line, guaranteedNobody can fuck with me(Chorus)Niggas really whack, yeah I knowDon’t be texting, callin’, blowin’ up my phoneBitch I’m backAll these other niggas whack, yeah I knowBitch I’m backAll these other niggas whack, yeah I knowKilling shit, who is dis?You forget who I is?Though the old me never shortened the planAnd I don’t give a fuck if that nigga bust the crib upI was runnin’ the gang back upLil nigga back back-upTell em all now back upKick it from the top, back up*Fade out*
