For Certain - Bonus Track

Brrr, Skrr Skrr

Hey hey hey!

This bitch gon' sit here and lie on my word (Woo!)

I kick the bitch out, she said I got problems with syrup (Woo!)

I take percocets inside cause I hurt

If it's a bad bitch involved I fuck off of percs (Yeah, uh-huh)

She fuckin' with Ko, she knowin' for certain she gon' get Birkin's, uh-huh

Blunt in my hand, I'm goin' a hunnid, she nervous, swervin', uh-huh

Bitch, I'm havin' baggage I fuck up my baguettes I have it, I'm savage

This chop fully matted, Do-do-do and you dead

You know I'm talkin' so much shit right now

I got bad bitches out by the Pole

Yeah, bitch blowin' up my phone right now

She said she wouldn't do it but the lil' bih' fold

Walkin' around, got no clothes right now

Poppin' out with the gang, yeah, we lit

Designer on me, got expensive fits

Even when I sleep, I put on Rick

I see that tag, boy, that shit ain't real

I done seen you so much, now I stay up in the hills

I done seen you so much, if you were with me, you wouldn't be here

I done seen you so much, it'd make a grown man cry

I done seen you so much, I done seen you so much (I did!)

Seen you so much, about your feelings, girl, I don't give a fuck

Remember them days when I ain't have a buck

Now me and my niggas thumbin' through the funds

Niggas don't know what it is

Bitches flockin', they know I'm the shit

She be talkin' at me bout her problems and I just ignore it

Because she a switch, in a minute

She fuckin' with Tré, she know he the wave

Cause he gettin' paid, nigga, uh-huh

She want me to slay, I cannot relate

Pass her like a relay, nigga, uh-huh

I just need some weed inside my backwood leaf

I don't need payment on the first or fifteenth

We like Shaq and Kobe on this motherfuckin' beat

Ain't no nigga on my level, we don't compete, yeah

This bitch gon' sit here and lie on my word (Woo!)

I kick the bitch out, she said I got problems with syrup (Woo!)

I take percocets inside cause I hurt

If it's a bad bitch involved I fuck off of percs (Yeah, uh-huh)

She fuckin' with Ko, she knowin' for certain she gon' get Birkin's, uh-huh

Blunt in my hand, I'm goin' a hunnid, she nervous, swervin', uh-huh

Bitch, I'm havin' baggage I fuck up my baguettes I have it, I'm savage

This chop fully matted, Do-do-do and you dead

Hey, hey, hey,

Hey, hey, hey,

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey