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[Intro] Yeah Look Make it clap Yeah Huh, do that Yeah Look [Verse] When I'm drunk, nigga, can't see my shades, too dark And I'm stuntin' and them haters hatin' way too hard They try to cut me out but my fade too sharp See me, I get it in, you stay, blue balls Bustin' shots in the crowd, watch 'em move like U-Haul How you feel when that blammer pointed right at you, dawg? When you climbin' to the top, niggas wish that you fall 'Cause I call the shots, I'm a cue ball Huh, look, stanky ass demeanor Better watch your girlfriend, ask me have I seen her Took us to the bathroom, made her sign a prenup Yeah, we did the nasty, then I made her clean up Huh, wild, dawg And she wanted me to tame her like a wild hog You said you want it rough, take that smile off Girl, you tellin' lies, it's a mile long Ha, yeah, gon' and clap your hands And I just bought this whole bar up, you better dance This nigga sick, this beat my medicine It's only makin' me get better, fuck that better than Yup, yeah, them other guys Not talkin' 'bout my food, but them slugs will fly Hors d'oeuvres, I'm a nerd, it's televised See me flippin' them birds to jealous guys Haha, look, got about a hundred snapbacks in my Cadillac There's so much green, racks on racks, I need cataracts And your girl, when I get her, you can't have her back So you be stuck with that pussy face like maxi-pads Ugh, let me cough it up I'm like cocaine 'cause everything I spit dope as fuck Move artists, why you mad? Need to open up I shoot targets and they wounds never close up Ha, what my favorite word? Hol' up She bringin' all the girls, 'bout four of 'em And then they call more girls, 'bout four dozen And no niggas, just me and my four cousins Yeah, and they pull up, gon' have a barbeque Yeah, let me tweet it out, let me call a few Baby, I bought the stripper pole just for you And I was hopin' that these hundreds would just stick to you Ha, D&D on it I'm the shit on this track, guess they peed on it Better respect, nigga, we on it Call 'em rejects, but we don't be lonely Yeah, all I need is some liquor and a lighter Chest burnin' like "Agh," shout out my nigga Tyga And if I'm talkin' loud, you know that shit is fire And if we need some more shit, I'll put it on my rider