I Just Wanna Say

I just wanna say fuck you

For all the bitch ass shit you do

Don't want me and my people to come through

Dressed in all black, we came here to handle that

So where the fuck y'all niggas at?

I just wanna say fuck you

For all the bitch ass shit you do

Don't want me and my people to come through

Dressed in all black, we came here to handle that

So where y'all coward asses at?

Used to be my homie, but you stole from me like you didn't know me

With friends like you, no wonder I don't have homies

'Cause I was down like four flats without a jack for ya

Instead of robbin' your enemy, you attacked your brother

Now go run and tell all your people that I'm actin' funny

Don't forget to tell 'em what you stole, that's that gas money

I would've took a bullet for you bro but fuck you though

Nowadays niggas ain't shit, but y'all already know

I can do bad on my own

But when I'm earnin' I'm one deep, I get my cash on my own

I don't need no assistance, keep a crease in my slacks

Only teflon bullets, and all the pistols I pack

Crispy highs in the front, big ole bang in the back

Grape cigerillo blunt, big ol' buds in the sack

Screw blue candy paint, tell me what's fuckin wit' that

I don't trust none of my people, keep my hands on my strap

Straight like that

I just wanna say fuck you

For all the bitch ass shit you do

Don't want me and my people to come through

Dressed in all black, we came here to handle that

So where the fuck y'all niggas at?

I just wanna say fuck you

For all the bitch ass shit you do

Don't want me and my people to come through

Dressed in all black, we came here to handle that

So where y'all coward asses at?

Don't want no woman, I would rather be a gigolo

No feelings involved, call me Mr. Hit-that-hoe

She got it twisted, 'cause I'll be damned if I kiss that hoe

Mo City, Texas and we be damned if we don't get that dough

Lookin' so fly, homie, my gators have eyes

I bet I won't ride in it if it ain't been customized

Twenty-thousand worth of all these diamonds in my mouth

And he do my tats, I get my shit done at the house

Fuck waitin' in a line 'cause I'm in my own lane

Y'all keep doin' what y'all doin;, I'll do my own thing

I'm ahead of the game, might as well be the coach

Shootin' spiders off that glass, so I'm rollin' on fo's

Homie it's so much smoke, I can reach out and touch it

I'm higher then a bitch but always on my note in public

I do what I do to get paid, most my people love it

With my niggas spendin' whatever I want, you better not touch it

I'm hustlin'

I just wanna say fuck you

For all the bitch ass shit you do

Don't want me and my people to come through

Dressed in all black, we came here to handle that

So where the fuck y'all niggas at?

I just wanna say fuck you

For all the bitch ass shit you do

Don't want me and my people to come through

Dressed in all black, we came here to handle that

So where y'all coward asses at?