Intro

Lyrics

[Intro] Don't believe shit but the balculator (The balculator) Tried to add the backup, it's still calculatin' (It's still calculatin') I don't fight, nigga, what you thinkin'? (Nigga, what you thinkin'?) This ain't MGM, I don't live in Vegas (I don't live in Vegas) Quit playin' all the motherfuckin' time, nigga, count that shit up, nigga Put that shit over there, man, got these hoes watchin' Bitch, ayy [Verse] Picasso and Da Vinci, I be with some painters (Blrrt, blrrt) Keep talkin' like you with it, I'ma leave you stinkin' I'm plugged in with the Bloods, that's some Zoes from Haiti I been fuckin' on his bitch so this nigga hate me Shooter have some life insurance, say she wanna taste me Heard you couldn't really afford hеr 'cause she high maintenancе Damn, homie In high school, you had them grams, homie What the fuck happened to you? You heard I'm fuckin' with them beans, all my dogs traffickin' food He heard I'm really in the streets and I ain't scared to squeeze a tool I'ma try to get you first, I ain't scared to make a move We was young makin' the news, hittin' the road with it on cruise We was schooled, you a fool, we can never, ever lose Who the fuck am I? Nah, who the fuck is you? Bitch, she don't remember me, so I don't remember you I be fuckin' with the—, shh, I be fuckin' with the blues We hit the road at 4 a.m. and we gon' make it there by noon I ain't gotta touch a thing, I just give it to my dudes If you doin' hand-to-hands, you a motherfuckin' fool You ain't schooled, need to move, let me show you what to do Man, bitch, shut the fuck up when the plug talkin' I can get you wet up, big Blood just walked in (Yeah) I'm just sippin' on a four and it got me nauseous I've been blowin' too many pros, gotta be more cautious When he said he wanted some smoke, that's when a nigga lost me Don't make me catch you at his show and leave you in the audi [?] elbows too, why your nigga starvin'? It ain't no elbow room, nigga, in that coffin Oh, you say you got the bag? How much it's costin'? Oh, you say you tryna cop? Come and get it off me Paid me a band just to fuck, man, I feel like Paul Pierce Feel like the '09 Celtics, all my niggas ballin'