[Intro]
(Man, come on, man
All these conversations 'bout this bullshit, man?
Come on, man
All, all, all, all this conversation ’bout all this bullshit, man?
Ain't nobody said nothing 'bout damn dolla)
(Y’all tuned into the pole, nigga, this a Calvin Exclusive)
Hey, hey
[Chorus]
Poverty-stricken streets, I got my head right
I wanna fuck her but gotta see if her head right
I keep a slim-thick bitch, love her taillight
You sold yo soul, bitch you know you goin' to hell, right?
These pussies playin', niggas know I keep the kel tight
And I put that on my momma, I ain't gotta fight
Parisian vibe got some friends, know that pussy tight
I wanna fuck her but gotta see if her head right
[Post-Chorus]
I keep a slim-thick bitch, love her taillight
And I'm gon' give my bitch the world if she move precise
Yes, I'ma give my bitch the world if she do me right
Put some Lulu on that booty if you spend the night
Yes, I'ma give her the world, you talking ’bout my lil girl
Bitch eat my nut like a squirrel, these pussies paying my meals
I’m boutta take the whole world, lil' Pz’ stand what you heard
You Twitter tweeting for birds, bitch make me sit and wanna, huh (Hey)
[Verse 1]
I told that bitch we gotta work on it, I hit her friend now she want it
I'm blasting off like a comet, these pussies broke make me vomit
Now only thing on my mind is these motherfuckin' commas
I'm tryna keep this shit coming, I’m tryna keep this shit coming
You see these fuck-boys they running, bitch, it's øway or nothing
I told that bitch we gotta work on it, I got yo' flight come on and work on it
I'm stacking chicken these lil' niggas illiterate, ho' listen up, you might learn a little bit
These niggas bitches, I'm ripping niggas like tissue
Like Chris Paul, I'm flipping niggas on clippers
Lil' Pz' dripping, these fuck-boys they dissin'
These fan ho's they save my pictures on Pinterest
I heard yo bitch don't wanna fuck you, what's the issue? (What?)
She hit my line, man, that bitch don't really miss you (What the fuck?)
Just stack yo paper, all these bitches gon' come get you (Hahaha)
Just leave these bitches on the street like, "Where they left you?"
Just leave these bitches on the street like, "Where they left you?"
[Chorus]
Poverty-stricken streets, I got my head right
I wanna fuck her but gotta see if her head right
I keep a slim-thick bitch, love her taillight
You sold yo soul, bitch you know you goin' to hell, right?
These pussies playin', niggas know I keep the kel tight
And I put that on my momma, I ain't gotta fight
Parisian vibe got some friends, know that pussy tight
I wanna fuck her but gotta see if her head right
[Verse 2]
I know these fuck-boys some fools, they steady watching my moves
They tryna ruin my mood, I just got back in the booth
Lil' Pz' speakin the truth, they got us home on the news
My people watching the news, these crackas got us confused
I'm steady stacking this paper, so I can't never lose
I swear to God, I'm the greatest, so I can't never lose
Confused, it's Genesis from the views, it's genocide on the news
Why I fucked that bitch inside her puh'? (Uh)
Oh, that's right, we was bussin' off them shrooms (Uh)
3.5 of this pack gon' send you to the moon (Uh)
When I get high as fuck I'm staying in my room (Uh)
You movin' funny, bitch, I'm bringing out the broom
We sweepin' niggas like the Celtics, I get excited with that choppa like I'm Kel-Tec's
And that's my brodda from the bird-nest, I don't got speak on that y'all niggas already know the rest
[Outro: Young Thug]
No, no, no way, no, no way (No way)
No, no, no way, no, no way (No way)
No, no, no way, no, no way (No way)
No, no way, no, no way, no, no way
No way, no way, no, no way, no, no way
No way, no way, no, no way, no, no way, no, no way
No way, no way, no, no way, no, no way
No way, no way, no, no way, no, no way (Uh)
