| I play it cool, keep it a calm, I be real chill |
| Disrespect me, I’ll turn into a Kill Bill |
| Bad bitch put a bomb under ya rear wheel |
| I promise I’m a pussy nigga if ya still live |
| He used to being asshole and he still is |
| Still don’t know what a record deal is |
| I got my own style, never would I steal his |
| Wherever I’m located, that’s where the real is |
| My young Mo City niggas keep the Dracos |
| Looking for the twenties, you a dime, bitch, ya can’t go |
| Get money now, what the fuck is I’ma wait for? |
| I’m tryna check a hundred thousand every day, hoe |
| Got them niggas in them neighborhoods tryna find ya |
| Vice Lords and them Hoover niggas right behind ya |
| We killin' everything, do I gotta remind ya? |
| Must forgot I was a real nigga all-time |
| No, I ain’t gotta go to the trunk |
| Right here, right now with my gun |
| Tried to tell y’all Ro ain’t the one |
| Fuckin' with me, cool, here I come |
| Never been a hoe |
| So somebody gotta go |
| Keep fuckin' with me |
| Bet ya won’t fuck with nobody no mo' |
| I’m a lesbian, homie, I don’t touch boys |
| One deep, I don’t kick it with them fuck boys |
| Ain’t seen me in so long, they sent the law to my house |
| To check on my 'cause I ain’t been making enough noise |
| Pardon me, I’m just ballin' like a shooting guard |
| Not in a movie, but I’m livin' like a movie star |
| I’m so high, I try to jump out of a moving car |
| And I’ll knock yo ass out, no matter who you are |
| No Love Boulevard, that’s my block, hoe |
| Police everywhere, but it don’t stop, though |
| Used to be on 19, now, the top floor |
| He hate me? What he looking at the top for? |
| Look, BJ, ya better tell 'em, bro! |
| Off from behind, folk shy, they gon' smell 'em, bro |
| Out I’ll by the train ticket trying to sell them, no |
| Fuck with me, ya best friend murk ya ass, never know |
| Mike D, that’s my brother from another mother |
| Matter fact, is Third Ward in this motherfucker? |
| South Side, North Side, yeah, the whole city |
| West Side, East Side, how these haters gon' hit me? |
| No, I ain’t gotta go to the trunk |
| Right here, right now with my gun |
| Tried to tell y’all Ro ain’t the one |
| Fuckin' with me, cool, here I come |
| Never been a hoe |
| So somebody gotta go |
| Keep fuckin' with me |
| Bet ya won’t fuck with nobody no mo' |