(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) Ah damn, ah damn, ah damn, ah damn You know Gucci let it blam, then he pass it to his man Got a battin' glove on, he don't hold it in his hand Then he throw it out the window and just leave it where it land Or he throw it in the water make 'em dig it out the sand, ayy Scratched off the serial, we call that shit a Cheerio And then they take their clothes off and bleachin' that material I'm gone Ayy, they be wishin' death on me like 50 Cent Many Men, many, many, many men Trust me thеre's a ton of them I should probably be in thеre with Thug and 'em Or be in there with Gunn' and 'em If they lockin' niggas up for it Growin' up around some hittas tryna govern 'em, boy Buildin' somethin' from the bottom with ya brothers there, ayy J Skull get hot, he an oven hand, aye Spend some bands, but I'll never fall in love again Winnin' not enough for me, I like to be petty bout it Drop a number one and when it's done I just forget about it Aww, you think you know what happen 'cause you read about it? Aww, give me head and don't get in your head about it Crisp Nike Forces the only time I force it I told her get a bag, and some shoes, and some more shit She heard I got a girl, and I bought her even more shit Don't tell me what you heard if you can't tell me who the source is Aww, I had a sixth sense at 21 How the fuck did the 6ix let in 21 Older women always told me I was one of one She was 30 when we sexed, I was 21 I be talkin' to the D.A. like that nigga dumb, what You be talkin' to the D.A. like, "Yeah, he the one" You almost 50, but you're rappin' like you're 21 Where the fuck they do that aside from where you're from? (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) Ah damn, ah damn, ah damn, ah damn You know Gucci let it blam, then he pass it to his man Got a battin' glove on, he don't hold it in his hand Then he throw it out the window and just leave it where it land Or he throw it in the water make 'em dig it out the sand, ayy Scratched off the serial, we call that shit a Cheerio And then they take their clothes off and bleachin' that material I'm gone