See all you Nigga's do is talk
A bunch chatty patty's
Ol crusty square Nigga's
Eat a Krabby patty
See you undercover niggas
Tryna sag for daddy
You dat nigga, but his chick
Throw it back for daddy
Born male, made bitch
Guess they call that trannie
How you broke bored and bummin
How you even happy
See I can't stand none of you niggas
And I'm hot
You ain't mine and I ain't one of your niggas nah
Please don't sis me
Please don't bro me
Y'all too late now
You don't know me
Don't take pride now
Where was you at then
Keep that same energy you had way back then
Cause I ain't got the time for games
You see life is but a vapor ain't no time for play
If it was eye for an eye, we'd be blind today
But if you cross me, I have time today
It's the first, rents due bitch
It's the first, rents due bitch
It's the first, rents due bitch
Rents due...
Pay your dues
Pay your dues
Pay your dues
It's the first rents due
Broke ass
Bitch ass niggas
Find a chick to trick ass niggas
You can't cover rent ass niggas
You don't make no sense ass niggas
This song goes to Glory and Diante
Aka She man and Beyoncé
Thought was smart, they ended up some dummies
Pay up bitches, better have my money
It's the first, rents due bitch
It's the first, rents due bitch
It's the first, rents due bitch
Rents due
Pay your dues
Pay your dues
Pay your dues
It's the first rents due
Niggas really think that it's sweet
Until it ain't
Niggas really think they do it all
Until they can't
Niggas see me sweet
And probably thinking I'm so weak
Well bitch I'll punch your throat in
For a treat
I got your sweet
Truth be told
I just really want my respect
I'm an honest being
I be working for my checks
I just do my part and learn to giveth God the rest
But these bitches tripping
God, help me sort out all this mess
But really I'm a hustler
I don't have a day that's off
Like how you broke AND bored
See now that just throws me off
I will never get it
But you find the dough to smoke
Can't take care of rent
But somehow got the bread for dope
I just can't relate
They can't even clean their plates
Do their dirt in shadows
Then come smiling in your face
Uh uh boo boo
You can keep that foo foo to yourself
All that bullshitting can't be too good for root health
All I know is one thing
Better have my bread
Coming for what's mine
And know we coming for the head
You be all talk, but I mean what I say
Homie it's whatever anytime and any day
Niggas really think that it's sweet
Until it ain't
Niggas really think they do it all
Until they can't
Niggas see me sweet
And probably thinking I'm so weak
Well bitch I'll punch your throat in
For a treat
I got your sweet
And that's just what it is
And that's just what it is
And that's just what it is
That's what's up