作词 : Craig Balmoris
作曲 : Craig Balmoris
Takin' my baby to school, then I pray for her
'Cause you bitches ain't never been cool, writin' testament
Paintin' pictures, put me in the Louvre, that's a definite
Universal shift, I'm in a groove
And celebrity do not mean integrity, you fool
I'm a good man, shakin' hand, firm grip, ooh
Seventy-two ways, lost ten, ballin' with the flu
More than two hands, fo' sho', but add another two, hmm
Lil' mama had the big mans, the GT [?] flippin' the kick stand, ooh
Rich nigga, broke form (Ah)
Tryna keep the balance, I'm stayin' strong (Ooh)
Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (Yeah)
Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (Ooh)
Ayy, bitch I'm attractive (Ah)
Can't **** with you no more, I'm fastin', eugh (Ooh)
Bitch I'm attractive (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Can't **** with you no more, I'm fastin', eugh
The morality to wait for you, back on low latency
I'm Kendrick from the face as my thoughts grow sacredly
I'm runnin' outta space, ask Whitney she okay, never mind a hundred K
Why you lyin' on Benjamin? He turnin' in his grave
I be lyin' if I said I wouldn't did it
Should awake the aloof Buddha
I'm Christ with the shooter
Praise to Muhammad, I might nigga [?]
AP, Michael Freeman, my friends cooler
Primary, so the resale face stupid
I would never live my life on the computer
[?] get you life for a chka–booya
More power to ya, love her from a distance
Why you always in the mirror more than the bitches?
And my cousin tried to sue me like he got the privilege
But I didn't lose sleep 'cause I got the spirit (Ooh)
Rich nigga, broke form (Ah)
Tryna keep the balance, I'm stayin' strong (Ooh)
Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (Yeah)
Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (Ooh)
Ayy, bitch I'm attractive (Ah)
Can't **** with you no more, I'm fastin', eugh (Ooh)
Bitch I'm attractive (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Can't **** with you no more, I'm fastin', eugh
[Interlude]
Dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, duh, dum
Dun-duh-duh, duh, duh
Dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, dun
Frat brother, real nigga, that brother
We dress up the score, give me dap, brother
Spirit medium, I don't rap, brother
We headed there now, are you strapped brother?
Ayy, peacemaker, but I'm not naive, brother
Ayy, gotta watch your homies and police, brother
Ayy, clout chasin' hell of a disease, brother
I'm fasting, [?] the weed/weak, brother
I pray to God that you realise the entourage is dead
I pray to God that you not lackin' when you walk them in
I pray to God she know them Cabo trips don't last forever
Bet she argue with her mama, go and get them kids
I pray to God you actually pray when somebody dies
Thoughts and prayers, way better off time loss
False claimin', not cute, I'm moritifed
The new Earth in hot pursuit, two-hundred lives
Rich nigga, broke form (Ah)
Tryna keep the balance, I'm stayin' strong (Ooh)
Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (Yeah)
Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (Ooh)
Ayy, bitch I'm attractive (Ah)
Can't **** with you no more, I'm fastin', eugh (Ooh)
Bitch I'm attractive (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Can't **** with you no more, I'm fastin', eugh