Too much, you get info
Too much, you're a snitch tho
Island, I get seasick
And at poolside, I get convos
Bent knees, I just pray tho
Ownin' pussies like a Petco
Leave a hoe, she went loco
Acted a fool if you said so
Said that I needed more head head
More than she gave me was forehead
Fuck what I need, I want more bread
Dell status got me unwise
Spendin' dime like a wise man
Pray to God it's a good plan
Beamin' out to my Skyline
Coppin' shirt with a V sign
Immigration to Bahamas
Ventilation for my Honda
Preparation for Donda
Education in Nevada
Cooking up some lasagna
Work at kitchen, never for ya
Slapped a bitch with (***)
Send her back to your area
Said I gotta do what I said
When I laid what I pray
Scarin' all the hoes away
You're making a mistake
I see you be coming around to the spot
And you spittin' with Lead
Bodies decaying the spot
Fuck playin, briefcases
We're talking about business today
The more that we get is
The less that you earn today
Don't trip or we bring morticians your way!
Okay!
Said she got lotta baggage
Fine with me, ain't no damage
She knows I ain't no average
I be on my sight, like Kanye
Cut the bitch in half
Y'all out here talking trash
I need me a crash
Worm enthusiast
Shut the counter-blast
We say fuck the mass
Follow up with that
Here's some cybercasts
Said he loves me, needs me
Wanna give it to me, icky hickies
Love it, need it, want it
Won't you give it to me, licky ickies
I 'be living my life on the edge
Bitch, I'm never pressed
Why you so invested?
Oh, you wanna test me?
I can never step outside
Inside getting racks up
Make some money, just to get by
Trash God getting cashed up
Get the money so I can win
Brown Bunny, need that Cannes win
Spendin' dough like a kingpin
Trash God, I'm the kingpin
Me and Spen smoke dope (Dope)
I can never lose hope (Nah, man!)
In Nevada getting fucked up (Hell yeah!)
In my Honda getting gassed up (Gassed up!)
Take a trip, daily basis
Love my whip, like a (***)
Steal a car for my birthday
Now we torch it on a highway
Love the whip like a (***)
Run the streets, I win (***)
Slowly bitch with no paces
Cutting keys at new places
Drivin' ditch out the end's pier
Homicide till the end's near
Dropping out, see my friends here
Went to Cali, doing a pedicure
Burnt tires, smelly gas money
Lend a ride, gimme gas money
Spittin' bars, getting fast money
Brown Bunny getting real muddy
See a van doing hitchhikes
Stabbin' two guys in the throat, baby
Tonight we get too high
Scrapin' out brains in the RV
Will you ever forgive me
For the bad things I've done?
Will you ever run away with me?
Will you still hold on tight to me?
Will you still give me love?
(Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh)