Don’t like to brag

And don’t like to boast

But lately I swear I’ve been doing the most

She down on her knees but she ain’t propose

You ain’t in my league

You ain’t even close

I’ve got more talent within me than Pimp C

Mean no disrespect, always loved you like Whitney

Houston do we got a problem?

Know that they pray on my downfall like Autumn

Sleeping on me I can hear them all snoring

But can’t hear the hate when I’m whipping the foreign

Decapitate, Henry VIII way I’m balling

As of late thе moves I make feel like Jordan

Hеsitate I’ll send you straight to your author

Water torture, you’re all lambs to the slaughter

I need the money and fame in that order

She calling me daddy but she ain’t my daughter

I plead the fifth, ain’t no snitch, ain’t no talker

Like Golden State I’ll drain a trey from the corner to finish the quarter

It’s Over!!!

And I’d rather be drunk than be sober

Poor another one, vodka and soda

I ain’t done till I’m dead on the sofa

I awoke from a coma, hungover

And she say that she love me like Sosa

I ain’t a simp son, no I ain’t no Homer

But I’ll make her scream for me like Sharapova

Yeah

Yeah

I gotta lead all the sheep

I gotta lead all the sheep, I’m a shepherd

No lean, just the green and my weapon

Morphine, help me bleed for the bredren

Louis V

W, Double Denim

Fuck with me, fuck you mean?

You’re a dead man

Fuck with me, fuck you mean?

You’re a dead man