Whoaa, B-tch you know my name Leggo It's Mr. Tremaine Ladies love me, here go that new Trey Kiss and suck me, I call it toupee I got on Breezy sh-t, give my sh-t a break F-ck am I talking bout? Aye peedis get my spins up (?) Love faces, bottoms up Came straight from the bottom up Who you gon' find at the top of the charts that hot as f-ck and these broads'll f-ck? Ya'll n-ggas pick my garbage up Say my prayers, in god we trust Know I gotta lot of money so these n-ggas acting funny Gotta turn the Cadillac into an armor truck B-tch n-gga on the arm of her So I look her in her eye, start charming her Wanna know you very well, pretty skin caramel and a n-gga tryna bust that almond nut Chi-Town freak hoes, cold as a b-tch though Came in a trench coat, took it off, beach clothes Get naked, right this second Girl you ain't nothing but a bird, just peck it Watch full of carrots with a pocket full of lettuce While you hating n-ggas ride 87 and (?) I hope your sh-t break down, look at a n-gga now Look at me now (x3) I'm getting paper VA I did it for ya'll but the two audemars I did it to ball High school couldn't keep me out the halls Pretty b-tch couldn't keep me out her draws Sh-tting on ya'll, treat the game like a star Drown in the water while you hang in (?) My clothes don't hang in the mall This sh-t fresh off from the plane from Milan Good head, can't name the salon But I swear I just came in her mind Gotta her hiding in (?) Gave her two pills, don't blame me I'm wrong Why the f-ck they let me on this song? I don't even care who own this song Chris could've called me, man you should've called me Man, god damn I love this song Let's talk about the way I got on this John We was in the garage and I got on that bong A n-gga said Wayne went nuts And I think I went, what my nuts are over-grown I'm so high, I'm overblown Think I'm overdosing on My ego, I'm so lethal There's no equal, I'm so evil, No Knievel But I stunt hard, my front yard - got horses. Think that porches from midevil, There's no way this can be legal Two hundred while I'm blunted And her mouth just keep on running Cos the weave they've just done and so I told the b-tch to bun it Yea Zack, let the track drop Murder this sh-t like Black Ops Flag jackers and Claymores In this one year I done made more Then the whole existence is of yours N-gga just got my voice insured Yea, look at me now b-tch! Look at me now (x3) I'm getting paper Look at me now (x3) Look at me now, b-tch!
Whoaa, B-tch you know my name Leggo It's Mr. Tremaine Ladies love me, here go that new Trey Kiss and suck me, I call it toupee I got on Breezy sh-t, give my sh-t a break F-ck am I talking bout? Aye peedis get my spins up (?) Love faces, bottoms up Came straight from the bottom up Who you gon' find at the top of the charts that hot as f-ck and these broads'll f-ck? Ya'll n-ggas pick my garbage up Say my prayers, in god we trust Know I gotta lot of money so these n-ggas acting funny Gotta turn the Cadillac into an armor truck B-tch n-gga on the arm of her So I look her in her eye, start charming her Wanna know you very well, pretty skin caramel and a n-gga tryna bust that almond nut Chi-Town freak hoes, cold as a b-tch though Came in a trench coat, took it off, beach clothes Get naked, right this second Girl you ain't nothing but a bird, just peck it Watch full of carrots with a pocket full of lettuce While you hating n-ggas ride 87 and (?) I hope your sh-t break down, look at a n-gga now Look at me now (x3) I'm getting paper VA I did it for ya'll but the two audemars I did it to ball High school couldn't keep me out the halls Pretty b-tch couldn't keep me out her draws Sh-tting on ya'll, treat the game like a star Drown in the water while you hang in (?) My clothes don't hang in the mall This sh-t fresh off from the plane from Milan Good head, can't name the salon But I swear I just came in her mind Gotta her hiding in (?) Gave her two pills, don't blame me I'm wrong Why the f-ck they let me on this song? I don't even care who own this song Chris could've called me, man you should've called me Man, god damn I love this song Let's talk about the way I got on this John We was in the garage and I got on that bong A n-gga said Wayne went nuts And I think I went, what my nuts are over-grown I'm so high, I'm overblown Think I'm overdosing on My ego, I'm so lethal There's no equal, I'm so evil, No Knievel But I stunt hard, my front yard - got horses. Think that porches from midevil, There's no way this can be legal Two hundred while I'm blunted And her mouth just keep on running Cos the weave they've just done and so I told the b-tch to bun it Yea Zack, let the track drop Murder this sh-t like Black Ops Flag jackers and Claymores In this one year I done made more Then the whole existence is of yours N-gga just got my voice insured Yea, look at me now b-tch! Look at me now (x3) I'm getting paper Look at me now (x3) Look at me now, b-tch!
