Bitches mad I'm unbothered now
While I got a daughter now
And Taniyah need her Father now
And Tried to call my bluff But Hmm
Look who you calling down
And Crazy cuz you ain't have my number so you had call around
Wore polo yeah I used to horse around
Everybody got the drip but it's watered down
Like a chance of rain with foggy clouds
Niggas tell what they all about
We take them pigs to the slaughterhouse
They Freed KP he was fucking up watertown
Now we smoking out the quarter pound
Wayne's cover was the only time I seen a drought
Shine like Meek Mill watches
It was sweet all she wanted was some Gucci feet's and garments
You trust bitches still? in this day and age
Your Bae in love with designer Hey Zana Ray
She got your Soul Forreal candy rain
Tried to book me wrong mistake
Had a magazine take this page
You'll get Bobby Shmurded
I'll be smoking on some Zaza
Then I cruise off on the I-95