Lyrics:

Why I gotta be polite fo'?
Fuck a nigga bitch in his whip and leave his lights on
Nigga, this my fight song
Trapped out in Fargo, yeah, nigga, you betcha
But you boys done brought the animal out of lester
What's up, ya'll, man, tell me how you living
If it's ya'll year still, this a year I ain't tryna live in
Yelling Rembrandt the Artist
Gotta carry around a sharpie
Turn your girl to an art piece
Sophisticated ignorance, still on that SAMO
Angel of death. These wings with no halo
Fuck all you niggas like I need anger management
They passed you the ball, but you ain't got no handles, bitch
Like, what I gotta do, nigga, who I gotta kill?
I been dropping dope songs but I still ain't gotta deal
I'm about to run up in Atlantic, turn that bitch right into Munich
Put a pistol up to Drama like I ain't afraid to use it
Unless you sign by the dotted line
All I want are dollar signs cause at this point in time, I don't care about your life
Got it, you understood?
I walk out like we all good
Thank you for getting paid
Ill see you niggas on Monday
See these niggas tryna catch up, but they too late
You fuck niggas don't get two chains just cause you two-faced
Yeah, nigga, yo shit done ran its course
You going zero to 100, but I lapped you in reverse
They asking if I'm still rapping, I'm like damn
Cause a nigga ain't never stopping, they're like damn
Did you get signed to Young Money and I'm like damn
Cause your tape ain't never dropping and I'm like damn
Pop another pill and she love it, so
She eating out her friend out in public, though
Nigga, I should charge for admission
Don Magic Juan couldn't teach me bout pimping
What's love gotta do with it? I can't spell that with U
I mean, I could and I would, but we both know it ain't true
Fuck that shit Cause I'm on to the next
And I'm passing up your girl if she ain't passing up neck
Cause that right there is the circle of life
If ya'll don't get it, man, that's all right
Had a dream I was in Tokyo, popping acid, probably losing my mind
Til' hello kitty ran up on a nigga, assuring me it'll all be fine
Yeah, a nigga legal now, so I gotta grab me a cougar
If Jen Ann can't keep her man, I'll always be here to do ya, girl
Me and you can keep it friends, only cause I know you used to that
But we better add some benefits before I start acting like Pitt and shit
Always Strive and Prosper, nigga
This Magnum in my pocket, nigga, when I run up in your girls crib
But I ain't bout to rob her nigga
And she love a dreadhead, say it remind her of Wayne
Told her I'm a pussy monster and that's the only thing the same
Yeah that's that dedication
I ain't drinking lean til I'm Harlem shaking
All you niggas so fucking backwards, who you wanna be, nigga, Gaspar Noe?
Got this one girl with a fat ass, but she white as hell like Casper's ghost
Had to do it one time for the vine, nigga
Fuck Yolo, I'm tryna live twice, nigga