N.B.F.

Bitch we get it off the rip Bitch we get it off the rip Hey Ca$h... Rodgers And I’m the Natural Born Finesser Uhhh We don’t even talk shit like we used to Got a different bag now Just let y’all n****s Uhhh Yeah Cool n***a in a 2 seater I can hit ya girl Imma wife beater See commas Go Ike, Tina Still polluting them 2 liters Pouring up that dirty dirty Up and at them bands Yeah bright and early Ram your bitch from the back No bull dog Like I'm Todd Gurley If he talking crazy He get all mittens And he f*ck around And don't make it out You can count on God You can count favors One thing is You can’t count me out Cut the check the exact amount I need every single digit That’s on that bitch I said cut the check The exact amount I need every single digit That’s on that bitch (Gahhdamn gahhdamn) If the Sprite clean Don't bring it round me (What else) Dollars on my mind Like they placed a bounty (What else) Get your bread up You can't afford to hate me In my fortress Where we fornicating If the glove fit Then I’m Gary Payton Gahhdamn Gahhdamn Gahhdamn I'm the motherfucking man F*ck your confessions Don't ask me no questions Don't need no reminders You know who I am Showing respect to the gang C double G T Please let me explain Remember buying meals With nothing but change Now only blue hunnetts Tell them keep the change Ha (Gahhdamn Gahhdamn) Bitch we get it off the rip And that ain't never gonna change Pouring liquor with my n****s Girl you rocking with the gang But if you know just like I know Can't nobody do it better (Oh Watchu say oh Watchu say) I'm the Natural Born Finesser Keep on grinding Oh we shining Youngings outchea Getting it in We ain't beefing We ain’t worried About nothing but them ends But if you know just like I know Can't nobody do it better (Oh Watchu say oh Watchu say) Yeah I turn up a lot Faded all in the spot Why this bitch wanna talk Girl Is you fucking or not That should be my catch phrase I ain't slept in like 2 days It make them n****s jealous When they see you doing better So sick So cold Think I'm under the weather Aye lil n***a what the lick read Worry bout them other n****s It ain't no need From that East Side In case You wonder my whereabouts Couldn't f*ck with the kid Not even a pedophile On a paper chase dawg Let me run thru Yeah it's time to go in Like curfew Man it’s bout to get ugly Like Gertrude Eating finger licking good When I thumb thru N***a All I want is a Rollie Drive the whip like its stolen Ya hoe went from man to man She get doubled teamed But somehow She still get left wide open Uhhh Sorry dawg That ain't my fault Yeah I’m icy So they throwing salt Made a couple bands Tryna get my shit together Yeah Life is a bitch They don't wanna us together I come where you never going make it The shit used to hurt Now a n***a embrace it I can't be complacent Cause you get caught tripping Killers will send you On a one-way vacation Maneuver thru all of my problems Put that on Furman I swear that I got em The state I'm in golden Feel like Iguodola Been balling so long They think ima retire Nahhh Bitch we get it off the rip And that ain't never gonna change Pouring liquor with my n****s Girl you rocking with the gang But if you know just like I know Can't nobody do it better (Oh Watchu say oh Watchu say) I'm the Natural Born Finesser Keep on grinding oh we shining Youngings outchea getting it in We ain't beefing We ain’t worried about nothing but them ends But if you know just like I know Can't nobody do it better (Oh Watchu say oh Watchu say)