Subtle

[Intro: Jamie Foxx] Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here? [Chorus] I'm in my bag, bitch in my duffel Like he Uzi, make him shuffle That boy soft like he a puffle You get money, I make double, yeah You want nothing, you in trouble Step on necks like they some puddles Don't like flexing, I'm too subtle [Verse 1] Don't need bullets, use my knuckles Solvin' problems like a puzzle Don't wan' fight, you don't want struggle, no Take a flight out to L.A Stay there for a couple days Then I might go to the A Makin' bangers every day Momma told me to behave Good food on my dinner plate [Verse 2] He say he hard, but he ain't make no noise Kill them beats, yeah I destroy Playin' with them sticks, put 'em down, boy they not no toys Do this shit, don't got no choice Gaming, I feel like I'm POiiSED Got that sauce, not talking soy Feel like Wiz, 'cause we them boys But then in a couple days, yeah, we gon' turn the fuck up That boy down bad on his ass, I told him get his bucks up And I got haters on my ears, I told 'em "Shut the fuck up" I'm way ahead of these motherfuckers, they can't catch up [Verse 3] Down bad, I know he sad I know I just made you mad Trippin', I might take a tab I'm just playing, don't need no tab Walk out the bank, and then I laugh Deposit all of my new cash Remember fallin' asleep in class Now I'm chasing that new bag Got motherfuckers still in swag All of my exes want me back But I don't need them in my life Fuck a thot, I got a wife Don't care about what you finna type 'Cause that shit will not change my mind You needa quit, you wastin' time I'm counting dollars, you get dimes I'm with Pi'erre, sent that pack That song you sent me, that shit ass Don't wanna listen, I might pass New hoodie on me, that shit crash You hatin' cause I speak them facts You hatin' cause you get no racks Wit' my city on my back I don't cry, never asked [Chorus] I'm in my bag, bitch in my duffel Like he Uzi, make him shuffle That boy soft like he a puffle You get money, I make double, yeah You want nothing, you in trouble Step on necks like they some puddles Don't like flexing, I'm too subtle I'm in my bag, bitch in my duffel Like he Uzi, make him shuffle That boy soft like he a puffle You get money, I make double, yeah You want nothing, you in trouble Step on necks like they some puddles Don't like flexing, I'm too subtle Don't like flexing, I'm too subtle, yeah