(Intro)
All that typing on the internet, gonna get somebody hurt
Knowing you ain't like that, you gonna end up on somebody shirt
If a nigga beefing with me, they better slide first
(If a nigga beefing with me, they better slide first)
I don't wear a fear a god, only man I fear is god
If I'm working in the streets, when that
Nigga couldn't get a job, stupid nigga
You gonna go on a hit, you better steal a car
You know they gonna trace that name back to that rental car
I just blow somebody rent, on a pair of Dior's
Hitting it from the back, I done pull that whole weave off
She just got a BBL, flying in from Dior
She sucked all that air out of me, I'm gonna need CPR
These percs got hang time, I ain't never coming down
Throwing up the wrong gang signs, gonna get shot down
New Orleans, born and raised, nigga I'm from downtown
She just wanna hit me, said baby they love how that sound
Smoking, riding past police then I roll that window down
If we get pulled over, ain't no telling what they gonna find
You know what you signed up for
Better not start crying
You can turn into an umpire
When we start sliding
Excuse me, let me get mine
If you don't mind
Be the same nigga in real life
When you offline
All that typing on the internet, gonna get somebody hurt
Knowing you ain't like that, you gonna end up on somebody shirt
If you beefing with a nigga, then you better slide first
Before you taking something from me, Imma die first
I just want the money fame, and the hoes that come with it
Remember I was ugly, now they saying I'm that nigga
This rap shit looking lovely, I was thugging in the trenches
I don't want you doing nothing for me
That shit comes with interests
I let niggas eat off of me
Before they starve
I put a lot of niggas on they feet
And they ran off
You know a nigga fucking your hoe
Don't be a hater, that doesn't mean you shouldn't fuck her no more
She be back later
Don't talk about no cables
You ain't done a nigga, know you lying
You ain't talking about no money, bitch get off my line
You know your homeboy ratting, you used to hang with him
If you ride with him, you in danger with him
I ain't going out, unless they pay me or let in my gun
9 times out of 10 I'm running into ops in the club
Fuck that
I ain't take her out, unless I'm gonna fuck, all that
All I want is money, sex, drugs nigga
All that typing on the internet, gonna get somebody hurt
Knowing you ain't like that, you gonna end up on somebody shirt
If you beefing with a nigga, then you better slide first
Before you taking something from me, Imma die first
(Imma die first)