Real niggas don't rush
I like everything plush
Back when everything sucked
Drinking medi-scene stuck
Living in the white knuck of a Camel Crush
Xanny crushed up like a Runt, sprinkle in ya cup
Lost a whole damn blunt, now I'm stuck in a rut
Little rust on my crown, no Tut
Showed up Shonen, no Jump
Getting f*cking busy
Whole city gon krump when my niggas show up
My old bitch look like Raquel welch,
My new bitch look like Lena Horne
My jewelry look like knots and welts
No luck in how I got these charms
I did that sur'gry on myself
I got to say who I'd become
Don't give me choices wit my steps
Cause I'm gon take em either or
Imma do what the hell i want
Excuse me, but je m'apelle mal garçon
Did the digitalle dash with an analog sound
Had a nigga in my past who was laying log brown
Made a youngin feel vast and i spazzed
I was looking to the trash for a reason when you ghosted on my ass
Made me feel like a bitch, like a Lab
I ain't ever going back, no stab
Your new bitch looking tired, look drab
Did you leave her in the rain, like a flag
Remember when you use to call me your dad
Never stall with the ball in your hand
Never call when you in town again
Got a sugar daddy and you stay outing him
Boo can jugg a package, but you stay doubting him
Jealous ass niggas, imma take mine and split, yeah
My old bitch look like Raquel welch
My new bitch look like Lena Horne
My jewelry look like knots and welts
No luck in how I got these charms
I did that sur'gry on myself
I got to say who I'd become
Don't give me choices wit my steps
Cause I'm gon take em either or