Ayy, uh
Somebody
Gotta be the bad guy
I had a bad day at work
Dont wanna have a bad night, ayy
Woo! Told my wife I need a threesome
Woo! Be out all night until three somethin
Woo! Yeezus Christ, I need three nuns
Woo! They gon suck me off like a Capri-Sun
Haan? You see this coat? Mothafucka ask where I got the fleece from
Lookin for the competition, I dont see none
They tell me be humble, tell em be somethin
My two balls make her bust three nuts
Drink it out the bottle then I poured it on her D-cups 
Ball so hard, went D1
Jumped over the Jumpman, just stumped the tree stump 
Breakfast at the SOHO, give her FOMO like a mofo
Ooh, say she want gold, though what would she do for some logos?
Black girl want me for my Benz
White girl want me for my skin
Yeezy Season resurrected again
Who you with when its me verse them, haan?
Somebody
Gotta be the bad guy
I had a bad day at work
Dont wanna have a bad night, ayy
I aint new to this shit, fuck-nigga
Im trappin from the other side
So get outta your seat, stand up 
Stand up
A fuck-nigga hate me while his old lady participate
Please tell that lil nigga man up 
Stand up 
Stand up 
Hey, hey, stand up, stand up, stand up
First of all, let me tell you somethin, boy
I dont give no fuck bout no niggas 
I dont give no fuck, Im not givin two fucks 
Roll up and pop one of these niggas 
I do this shit for my woadies 
You do this shit for your shorty, you bitch
Shut the fuck nigga, fresh out of the bottle
The hood be callin, sell the plug
Ima wipe a nigga nose, shatter like a picture
Ima fuck his ho like these bitches up on this missile
Ima get a whole lotta lead for these pistols
And my money long like the nose on a prince
But she gon fuck, she write, no pen
But you know Im gon suspend her
I aint new to this shit, fuck-nigga
Im trappin from the other side
So get outta your seat, stand up
Stand up
A fuck-nigga hate me while his old lady participate
Please tell that lil nigga man up 
Stand up 
Stand up 
Hey, hey, stand up, stand up, stand up
Somebody
Gotta be the bad guy
I had a bad day at work
Dont wanna have a bad night, ayy
I aint new to this shit, fuck-nigga
So get outta your seat—
I might have to jump from the three-point line
I might take a piss on the Hollywood sign
She always bite her lips every time she lyin
She bite her lips every time she say she mine 
Cant be my baby with no Maybe
Im always more truthful when Im angry
I cant go to dinner with my lady
This fame shits crazy
Nigga got more whips than slavery
My shit in Barneys sellin like its Macys
Been two months since I talked to Jay-Z, this fame shits crazy