These ns talkin a lot
But never talk in my face
They think they running the block
They only running in place
Think I might stick up the spot
I got a gun on my waist
They put their hands in the air
I gotta fuck up they day
Yea... yea... yea... fuck up their day
Yea... yea... yea... like fuck what they say
Yea... yea... yea... fuck up their day
Yea... fuck up their day
Yea... fuck up their day
WOO!
Let's fuck up they day
I gotta whole lot of shit i could say
I think i'll start it by talking bout lonnie
The way that they did the man just ain't ok
I think my city is filled up with plenty of rappers
But not enough fuckin with me
Too many saying they pushin the dope
But not enough showing they picking up weight
They wanna run into kitchens to tables
With nothing in hand but grabbing for plates
I thought I entered the planet of apes
But looks like i'm lost on the land of the snakes
Ns ain't tough and they bark in ya face
Tweeting on twitter to spark a debate
See ya in person won't spark up the flame
Mane fuck yo security ain't nobody safe
Man, safe like my money in graves
Ns is sounding like Gunnas and Drakes
Ain't nothing wrong with y'all being influenced
But lot of y'all rapping like Stunnas and fakes
But i'm a playa I run up the stakes
Count in my spaceship and run out of space
Pockets get fuller
I give her that ruler
To measure the water that run in her lake
Man look at ya ice yeah you shining and shit
Bitches look fake like why you lying and shit
That dope money crazy, you ain't Lil Baby
I find it ironic you whining and shit
Where in fuck is you finding this shit?
Your homies must love you for buying em shit
Too many yes's and not enough no's
No wonder you mad i'm denying yo shit lil ass na
These ns talkin a lot
But never talk in my face
They think they running the block
They only running in place
Think I might stick up the spot
I got a gun on my waist
They put their hands in the air
I gotta fuck up they day
These ns talkin a lot
But never talk in my face
They think they running the block
They only running in place
Think I might stick up the spot
I got a gun on my waist
They put their hands in the air
I gotta fuck up they day
Yea... yea... yea... fuck up their day
Yea... yea... yea... like fuck what they say
Yea... yea... yea... fuck up their day
Yea... fuck up their day
Yea... fuck up their day
WOO!
You already know what the fuck going on
It ain't no warnings or caution this time
I'm tryna run up my numbers
Like Drake in the summer my flow is of godly design
I got the hardest of legends cosign
I'll make your favorite lil rapper resign
You on my line you call to connect
I ain't with the shit you getting declined
You ain't with the clique, I'm sorry I'm not
Shea butter baby no wonder I shine
I be the goat so no wonder I climb
I'm from the Sipp where we one of a kind
I do it BIG I'm only 5'5
The mic is my wand it's magic wa-la
I got the sauce my name not Aha
Ain't know I could do it like this ta-da!
We been way too damn friendly towards all y'all that's been hating
You ain't even seen half of it, it's more coming just be patient
We sleep runnin we dream chasing
Buckle up cause we speed racing
That heat coming, that green baking
Got it out the mud but we clean ain't it?
Y'all know I'm humble you know how I'm coming
Can't wait til my brother drop bombs on ya head
They wine and they mumble just talking for nothing
So Dev bout to say all that need to be said
I come and I conquer then I'm on my way
Can't kick it like soccer if you ain't the gang
Don't know if you noticed but we here to stay
That statement alone might fuck up yo day
These ns talkin a lot
But never talk in my face
They think they running the block
They only running in place
Think I might stick up the spot
I got a gun on my waist
They put their hands in the air
I gotta fuck up they day
Yea... yea... yea... fuck up their day
Yea... yea... yea... like fuck what they say
Yea... yea... yea... fuck up their day
Yea... fuck up their day
Yea... fuck up their day
WOO!