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What the f*ck that boy talkin' about? What he talkin' about, yo Yo, what? What the f*ck is he talkin' about He talkin' shit on my name? Man, what the f*ck I keep a target on my back I'm ready for anyone to attack I'm not cutting y'all any slack Bitch, I'm ballin' like I'm Shaq (buckets!) Top of the mornin, call me Jack Bitch, your fit is wack See your face, I smack All you see is black All I see is money that I stack up, bitch Don't give a f*ck what he talkin' about (Talkin' about) We spin the block and we pull around (Pull around) We find his house and we take him out (Take him out) Not for dinner, huh Take so many dubs, bitch, I feel like a winner I just saw my bitch, I think her waist gettin' thinner This my first EP, I'm just a beginner Y'all don't see me now, but you will when I'm bigger (What?) Don't give a f*ck what he talkin' about Extended clip on me, it's a shootout I'm fuckin' this bitch, I ain't pull out He fuckin' with me, get the tool out I spit in her face, like hawk tuah (what?) She look at me, say, what you doin? (nah) I told her, lil' bitch, I'm just nasty (ooh) Hit from the back through the panties (okay!) She grippin' the seats in the Caddy (bitch!) I'm playin, I bought me an Audi (yuh) I'm trippin, I'm off of that molly (geekin) I'm cookin' that boy like tamale (ooh) Pull up in that brand new 'rari (skrrt!) I swear there's nobody stoppin' me Smith and what Smith and Smith and Wesson stay tucked Seven grams in my motherfuckin' buck Stick em up, bitch, I got a fuckin' gun (oh god!) Finna take this fuckin' bag and fuckin' run (bitch) They call me slangdope Cause I'm slangin' all this dope (ho) Fifty pounds in the back of the Volvo (Volvo) Do the dash on the motherfuckin' cops, hoe They gon' say to chase your dreams but you should not, hoe I keep a target on my back I'm ready for anyone to attack I'm not cutting y'all any slack Bitch, I'm ballin' like I'm Shaq (buckets!) Top of the mornin, call me Jack Bitch, your fit is wack See your face, I smack All you see is black All I see is money that I stack up, bitch Man, I don't, I don't know what to do for the rest of the song Uh, let me think, um F*ck, it's already over