I got a smart mind, plus a stupid pistol

A bunch of family at the wake

That's what stupid gets you

Tell em stick to the facts

These niggas superficial (why?)

I got military guns, I can use a missile

Smack her on the ass, lick her neck

Persue her nipples

She likes, she loves it

Now she wanna do a triple

Talkin Minaj shit, Nicki's last name

She give me mad brain

And then we brag man

Blood gang, Crip gang we all one & the same

Feel like the real niggas gone

All the suckas remain

You die, who gonna bring the flowers

And come to your grave?

You never know

That pretty face might come with some AIDS

She sick & infested

You kissin & sexin

All raw in that bitch, with no freakin protection

You ain't got Magic Johnson money

Nigga, you reckless

Lil nigga say I'm the man

Cause this shit on my necklace

They bring me my bottles

Look like I'm lightin fireworks

Bunch of goons on deck

So I ain't gotta hire jerks

Niggas got a curfew

They betta get home

You see what's in the watch

African-American stones

Last night was kinda crazy

Spendin half on Patrón

Kinda tipsy in the Bently

Gettin head on my phone

Bunch of ugly ass bitches

That never get boned

Look at the necklace too wrong

And your head'll get blown

And they said don't be a crook

But look at what being a crook got

Look up at the stars from a 200ft yacht

Account say seven digits

How you supposed to treat her?

I can smoke these niggas

Faster than I smoke my reefa

Rather be eating tilapia

In Costa Rica

He think he gangsta?

I'll show him how to hold a heater

Who taught you how to get money?

Show me ya teacher

Who taught you how to gang bang?

Show me ya leader

Ain't rocking flags right

Ya pants mad tight

No homo G-5

I'm on they ass, right?

And why ya man sad?

Cause what you think is hot

Nigga, yea we passed that

Weeks Ave, Baghdad

When Father's Day come around

You should get me a gift

On the road to success

I don't need a lift

Nah, I'm ridin past

On they broke ass

Pull up a chair, get ya pot

Giving the coke class

Rueger!

Outro:

Yea! You niggas need people like me man

You need people like me you so can point the finger at

Say I'm the reason for this; I'm the reason for that

Huh

Blame ya fucking self, a failure, asshole

Gunnas, yea... yea...

Whooooo