3rd Person

[Intro]

Zaytoven

[Verse]

I got itchy palms

I just left Saint Laurent

Runnin' up the guap

What I am I am, what I'm not I'm not

Life is fabulous

It's the crack of dawn

Niggas act real low

I put that shit on folks

It's tension, let me know (Let me know)

I keep shit a C-note (A C-note)

Fuck Chief Keef, he broke (Fuck Chief Keef, he broke)

My clip hold three-oh (Hold three-oh)

Baby, suck it for me slow (For me slow)

You tired, then let me know (Let me know, bitch)

I can send you home (Home)

That Uber won't be long (Won't be long, skrrt)

She wanna sniff a slope

She walk around with coke

Had F's on my report card, now I got F's on my coat

Walked in there, buy a boat

I need helicopter, I got hella choppers, yeah

Scoops is telescopic, bounce around like grasshoppers, uh

I ain't got no choice but do this shit for my dead partners, uh

Oh, you want some beef? Well, welcome to the Red Robins, uh

I just left Minnesota, I BBC'd my jacket, uh

Shawty bouncin' that ass, I think she want me to smack it

That H3, niggas ain't fuckin' 'round with these faggies

I don't want the ho again, nigga, I already done had it

Man, these lil' niggas crab, call 'em red lobster

Thought you was playin' with the gang, aw yeah, partner

In Marina del Ray with a bitch named Lana

Flipped a switch on a bitch, and I DameDot 'em

Fuck Chief Keef, he a ho (Fuck Chief Keef)

That nigga don't got no poles

He don't live that shit he talk (Nah)

Fuck GBE, they soft (Fuck GBE)

This a gang of dons, we got a gang of guns

I don't give guns to my son, my daddy gave me one

Fuck Chief Keef, he ain't havin'

Them niggas are not savage, yeah

Come meet my automatic, uh, yeah, uh, yeah

God said let thy have it, uh

Gang slip, sign right up

We can get right up

Split your shit right up, uh, uh, uh

Then we split right up