Bitch, this aint no boss, its a boss up
Bitch, this aint for sure, this a toss up
Bitch, this aint Toyota, this European
Bitch she aint no ho, she my girlfriend
Bitch, this aint is no nap, this how I sleep
Bitch, this aint no hobby, this how I eat
Bitch, this aint lust, so its love
Bitch, this aint the connect, this the plug
Bitch, this aint beef, this is world war
Bitch, this aint a show, this a world tour
Bitch, you dont know me, man, you know me
Bitch, this aint the problem, this the solution
Feelin like my chakras aligned, from now on, call me Don
Rhymin for days, I couldnt eat and it was not Ramadan
Niggas askin for a cut, they just way out of line, Thugger
Ho, this aint no Ford, this a Maserati
This is not a movie, baby, this a real dead body
Im on a one-way street, bout to have a trolley 
I fuck her one night then Ima duck up out it
You do anything for this lil bitch you might be a Cosby
Speakin of Bill Cosby, I spike my drink with molly, uh
You better not tell nobody, zip it, Giuseppe Zanotti 
Hit from the back, turn to a car when Im backin out it, yeah
Hit him with ten, fuck it, hammer gon MAC his body
Dum-dum-dum-dum-dum dum-dum-dum 
Dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum 
Dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum 
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Bitch, this aint a boss, this a boss up
Bitch, this isnt for sure, this a toss up
Ho, this aint Toyota, this European
Bitch, she aint a ho, she my girlfriend
Bitch, this aint time, this is our time
Bitch, this aint the plug, this the power line
Bitch this aint Diesel, this Gucci 
Bitch, you aint know me, man you know me 
Bitch, this aint Adidas, this Puma
Bitch, that aint the truth, thats a rumor 
Bitch, you aint my friend, you a tumor
Bitch, that aint the new one, this newer
Bitch, this aint fourth-quarter, its crunch times
No foul lines, just front lines
Fuck takin shit, boy, I just take whats mine
And Im still hungry like a nigga was unsigned
Dont nobody want this shit more than I want mine
Fuck a free meal, boy, Id rather go hunt mine
When you get the ball, boy, you be fumblin
When you talk that shit, be mumblin
Man, I got my one shot, fucked around and and-oned it
If the dogs aint there then they one call from it, look
Run you out your house and now your ass apartment huntin
From that Michigan cold, and Im colder than that
Dont fuck with my crazy ass, boy, your mama shouldve told you that
One way in and one way out this life just like a cul-de-sac
The hood behind me like a cobra back
You quote the internet, I quote the facts
But snake niggas never tell the truth, you a liar
If you swear to God one more time on your life you might die
Real ones, I know you feel me
Independent women, know you feel me
If you self-made, then you feel me
Text from my girl, she said Come feel me up
Real dawgs, I know you feel me
My OGs, know they feel me, yeah
Bad bitch, she want to feel me
Text from my girl, she said Come feel me up
If Young Metro dont trust you, Im gon shoot you