U.O.E.N.O.

[Verse 1] Uh, I'm flying private through Cloud 9 Yeah, if you got a problem, I'm Einstein Yeah, I'm yawnin', I'm so tired of ballin' Yeah, only selling work to them workaholics Got guns bigger than you, nigga, I don't fuck with new niggas I blues your bitch ass, hope somebody give you rhythm I got animal all in my floor, take your shoes off at the door Niggas feed these bitches lies, nigga, don't food poison my ho I buy my drugs for the low, like a coupon at the store My niggas like Kanye with that good, my niggas like Lou Rawls with that blow Niggas be sayin' they racked up, don't let that Q-ball leave you broke I know you want a pat on the back, but then those fools gon' see you choke I saw your bitch and she said, she tryin' to move on and let go Boy, I get up in that pussy and hit her with moves you don't even know Niggas be trippin' over these hoes, I done came too far to get close I've been outchea gettin' bread and I don't need you all in my loaf If you stick your neck out there, I'll have my goon's all at your throat Niggas be lukewarm at the most and when I'm through ballin' I coach Shout out to my nigga Mack gettin' his boo on in that Ghost I'm still coming off the top of the dome but it'd be on a tombstone if I wrote, Tunechi [Chorus] My kids already rich and they don't even know These nigga's sayin' they playa's, they ain't even scored My bitch rolling my weed, she don't even smoke Everybody following me, I ain't even Moses, nigga [Verse 2] Uh, my cologne illegal in nine countries I found a way like it was hiding from me Yeah, my weed good, my sex better Bitch, don't text me no long letters I'm ahead of the game, I need a blowjob Most of these hoes ain't got no job And these niggas go and buy 'em everything You gon' fuck around, and get the ho robbed I'm ahead of the game, I need a haircut Used to hug the block, I mean bear hug And tell them rats the AK go rat-a-tat, like snare drums I woke up this morning, dick rock hard, dick harder than a armadillo MLK would be proud of me, 'cause I do this shit for all my niggas Her mouth, pussy, or asshole, life is full of hard decisions If she ain't fuckin', she get the boot Let me write this bitch a parking ticket Ain't got time for love life, all I know is get paid I'm high like Bonjour, twisted like french braids I got my own shoes, SLIME, T, I feel like MJ I'm working that graveyard shift, man, these niggas been dead [Chorus] Uh, I feel asleep in that pussy and I didn't even know I woke up and acted like I didn't even know her, yeah Don't fuck with these fuck niggas, you already know us I'm looking for that loud pack, weedman bring the noise, yeah [Verse 3] Pass that weed to the next nigga, blunt longer than a tongue twista Hoes want this scud missile, I'ma ball, like Crystal Lil Tunechi Li, young sex pistol, new money, no wrinkles I'm hard-headed, Ocho, Dedication Cinco, uh [Outro] What up, 5? Rocko fuck with me! Yeah! Future fuck with me! Yeah! T, I feel like MJ I'm working that graveyard shift, man these niggas been dead 5!