Tay Keith, this too hard (Tay Keith, this too hard)

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up

She must've thought I was stupid

I knew she was fuckin' my cousin

I don't got a cold, I'm sipping on Hi-Tech

The Dusse, the yellow, I'm straight out the project

The first nigga play with me, he got shot at

A hunnid some shots flipped the car, that's a car wreck

I really don't need to be speaking on it

But fuck it, you know how it be when I get (what)

High off the motherfucking medicals (up there)

Get in the booth, and go federal (federal)

They copying my style, I had to go get that (gimme that)

That boy give my motherfucking shit back

She wanna chill, but this ain't no kick back (hurr)

Pass it to my teammate, I assist that

Straight to the jet, then I'm gone (gone)

Land in a new time zone (outta there)

All the hoes press niggas, lookin' skressed

They can't accept that I'm on

Bitch, you crazy (crazy)

Bitch, you played (yeah)

She out here wildin', tellin' her friends I'm buyin' her, flyin' her

Bitch, you childin'

I never mind 'em, I'm getting mine

I'm one of the flyest, got no stylist

Pop my shit, Rolls truck my driver

Racks like books ain't been no college

VS my teeth, I come through smilin'

Brand new Lamb', we come through wildin'

Couldn't get it up, now this shit just pilin'

Everybody drip, turn the hood to a island

Last name rich, first name notoriety

That ain't my hit, can't claim that body

That ain't my ho, damn sure ain't my side girl

Wish I would take lil' ho shopping

Soon as I do it it's foreign, I'm coppin'

Still in the hood, I can never get cocky

They line up for me like they copping the J's

She tried to show out in public, I cut the bitch off like it's nothing