Lyrics:

Hot on the deck like I`m wildin` for respect
It`s a three-peat, CC, bitch, you in the D-League
Where you from, though?Can`t come around here, this shit is gated
We made it, happy belated, I see the race, yeah

It`s better if I try not to talk about the shit that`s always on my mind
Money on my mind (That`s right), couple hunnids at a time
Try to fuck me blind, duckin` down, hear me whine (Ooh)
We outside now (That`s right), milk carton in the back
We don`t like to fuck around with the niggas in the back
Pullin` triggers in the `Lac (That`s right)
Made `em pray, stay bad
Ayy, Dad, Hercules want his fuckin` waves back, stay strapped (Ooh, I like that, that`s right)

Dancin` like a bad bitch, love on top my mattress
Hope the good Lord catch this, I ain`t tellin` backwards
Lies is like an actor, Hollywood is batshit
Mama in the South still, gold all in my mouth still
Rappin` `bout dick still, and I lease a house still
Move my nigga out still, need my nephew out here

God gave me a good deal
Miss my little niggas down low like a big wheel
Bitch, I wanna hit still
This shit for my partna `nem, devil keep on robbin` them
Expressin` for myself, like I`m fuckin` Dennis Rodman (That`s right)

Like I`m Dennis Rodman
Diamond dentures for my partna `dem (That`s right)
Golden rubbers from my pocket, friend
Ain`t no answer, that`s my partna `dem (That`s right)
She so bad, I let her touch my butt (Yeah)
Merlyn, what the fuck?

When I line `em up, you know that I`m shootin` (That`s right)
It ain`t no one business who or what we doin` (That`s right)
Hit this gas, they break the glass and keep it movin`
Tell you basic bitches, 'I know I`m a nuisance'

Sugar, yeah, gimme some
Gimme dome, I`ma smoke some
Y`all ain`t want the smoke, been smokin`
Garden gnome shrooms, y`all, who is y`all?
This what it mean to ball?

Okay, Chateau Marmont, Shangri-La
Valet parking, drive a shit whip
But I ain`t broke, bitch
Rock my own shit, hit my own switch
Watch the clock tick, never ran and hid
Tell it like it is

Dead on the nail, call me hammerhead
Texas `til I`m dead
BBQ and cornbread, like I`m cornfed
Here we go again, hit `em one mo`gin
Screwed up from The Woodlands

Number six, been through hell, think I`m heaven-sent
Ask the preacher man, said I need Jesus, like I ain`t know
Guess I found him, I am blessed, man
Breakin` dividends, let the money stack, see you copycats
I ain`t trippin`, but copy that

It`s a wrap, keep my distance
Where`s Waldo, but we winnin`
Me and my dogs ain`t finished (That`s right)
The real know, what`s a billfold?
You can`t fold, I stay grinnin`
No peekin`

Go ahead and try harder
You ain`t gotta ask to put up with nobody
You oughta be ashamed of yourselves
Get on your damn knees
And pray sometimes with your muhfuckin` ass
You oughta be ashamed of yourselves
Get yo` muhfuckin` ass on out there
That`s all you gon` be, a muhfucker
You oughta be ashamed of yourselves

S-s-send `em out the door
They ain`t knockin` no more
Send `em-send `em out the door
They ain`t knockin` no more
Send `em-send `em out the door
They ain`t knockin` no more
They ain`t knockin` no more
They ain`t-they ain`t knockin` no more

S-s-s-s-send `em out the door
They ain`t knockin` no more
Send `em-send `em out the door
They ain`t knockin` no more
Send `em-send `em out the door
They ain`t knockin` no more
They-they-they ain`t knockin` no more
They ain`t-they ain`t knockin` no more

(That`s right)