Yeah Look, I come from an era where niggas was bumpin' Jody Breeze, Juelz, Gucci and 50 I come from an era, you hit that bitch with the thicky, she defend you like a Swifty I came in with the game with a plan and executed it so well, they wanna dismiss me Off that twisted metal with unicorns, I don't settle, I know regular bitches miss me Breathe (ah) Flew so many bitches out, they thought I was traffickin' These bitches gotta be different buyin' fufu shit from Africans Pepper spray, covert packaging, yo' bitch can still wanna tag me in Yo' back's up on the wall, shake it off, you get to clappin' Now cops don't need to get called, reasonable cause, baby, they cappin' They can't search us without a cause, I know the law, they be rappin' 'bout that shit I don't need no one but that bitch, I don't know who she fuckin' with I don't know if she think I'm, I just put 80 on my wrist You entertainin' other dick, that's so frustratin' Gotta be careful where you aimin', they'll find the shells in the casing Whipping on these niggas, you 35 in a basement With parasocial activity, your life is what you make it Hoes in the Sprinter, she throwing M's when she shake it Now I used to give out fades, then I got paid, now I'm more patient Look, I come from an era where niggas was bumping Jody Breeze, Juelz, Gucci and 50 I come from an era, you hit that bitch with the thicky, she defend you like a Swifty I came in with the game with a plan and executed it so well, they wanna dismiss me Off that twisted metal with unicorns, I don't settle, I know regular bitches miss me Breathe (ah) Back in the yard, if we up it, the judge won't under-rug it Uncomfortable when I tuck it, you better not miss or duck it I seen some niggas drip buckets, I gave my hand to cuff it I know my leader's a puppet, he lettin' Putin fuck him I got the keys to the Bimmer, bitch, Sim Simma We light you up, like Akon and crack your bulbs till you dimmer How in the fuck is you makin' a buck? Niggas be lame and not giving a fuck Niggas be stickin' that bitch like a puck, now I be treating that ho like a slut Gotta have a son to trust, everyone gon' call it luck You gotta keep the ball in front, slide your feet and look for the cut These bitches really wanna fuck, they want everything all at once They chippin' at my tolerance, some of these hoes I ain't proud of I only hit it once, then she egged my car and called a bunch I gotta take your dinner and eat in front of you for the ones, bitch I come from an era where niggas was bumping Jody Breeze, Juelz, Gucci and 50 I come from an era, you hit that bitch with the thicky, she defend you like a Swifty I came in with the game with a plan and executed it so well, they wanna dismiss me Off that twisted metal with unicorns, I don't settle, I know regular bitches miss me Breathe (ah)