Stepping up my game

Dubbing these lame

Ass bitches that couldn't keep a nigga to save their life

That's a shame

Cuffed to the fame

I'm not one to blame

So why am I the public enemy?

You're shit can't pass my hennessy

I'm out, back to Kennedy

Where I got these real niggas

That cure fakeness call that

A mainstream remedy

I stole your bitch

But that's your niche

Getting tyb'ed by me, fosatchi

You want her back

Alright I'm almost done with her

SIKE, I'm having too much fun with her

Knock on her door with a firearm

I'm not gonna run with her

I'll fuck you up in front of her

But you want her back

Word? I'm the first wheel...

You'll always be the third

The idea of you stealing her back

Is pretty damn absurd

Everything I just said

I completely meant

No need to reword

She's not yours

I don't recall

You're tripping

We'll laugh when you fall

Stealin her back

That chance is small

She said your lips

Feel like drywall

No match for a nigga like me

My knees in your face

Hell yeah I'm just that tall

In the future you'll work for me

In all bummy clothes

And as soon as the whistle blows

You'll be washing my toes

I'll be too damn busy

With hoes on hoes

Guaps in rows

And the rest of the story ends

With me and your old girl, in my bed

Doing only what god knows

So I'm the public enemy

I guess my destiny is full of hate

That's works out great

Cuz when dinner comes I won't wait

Cause your old girl's pussys on the plate