Worst Kinda Nigga

Lyrics

[Intro] My nigga, money make the— money— Come on, GlockBoyz, nigga —world go 'round Fact, fact (BangThatShit) [Chorus] I'm the worst kinda nigga, man, I be fuckin' up with the best hoes Man, I can show you how to make a bitch hate you, man, it won't take long Man, I ain't talkin' 'bout pickin' up my brother, I get pesos Man, and I try to fuck every bitch I meet, man, I don't play roles [Verse 1] Man, hoes worse than niggas, matter fact, hoes is niggas Pay attention, nigga, your mama wasn't shit, you just ain't get it My nigga, my mama was at work, I was in the streets without a sitter Doin' some shit I wasn't supposed to, ask the hood, they remember Ayy, man, it be crazy how these hoes end up hatin' my guts When it was dumb on my dick, I wasn't even tryna fuck My nigga, I be in the mall doin' my thing, they like, "Damn, is he signed or what?" Probably warm me up three hundred, grab a Mase truck My problem is I love everybody, my niggas call it friendly My problem is I'll shoot everybody, it don't even make a difference The car be bouncin' when I get in 'cause I be ridin' with my midget This baby AR should've been and you got served, it get bitches Shit, I be makin' money fast, but I be losin' hoes quicker Shit, I don't cry, I be wavin' tellin' hoes, "Good riddance" Can't really trip over a bitch, ain't even say bye to my nigga Man, hoes think they know me already, I can't show 'em I'm different [Chorus] I'm the worst kinda nigga, man, I be fuckin' up with the best hoes Man, I can show you how to make a bitch hate you, man, it won't take long Man, I ain't talkin' 'bout pickin' up my brother, I get pesos Man, and I try to fuck every bitch I meet, man, I don't play roles [Verse 2] Man, I get in my feelings and take two of them Percocets, nigga That's why I don't miss nobody Man, my dog in the field, ridin' behind tint, he tryin' not to miss nobody He said, "Be quiet", he shoot better ridin' in silence She like, "You always in the crib", I'm savin' my energy for beef Street nigga, wouldn't have had my crib on MTV She always say that pussy wet, I was just tryna see End up fuckin' her every day for like fifty-two weeks My nigga, money make the— money— Nigga, money make the world go 'round Nigga, Wack Jumper, jumper good, can shoot from out of bounds These bad— bad— These bad bitches love fuckin' with me The 'cat buzzin' like a hornet, I'm damn near on a team Man, all these hoes want a nigga with that cheese I like hoes who be thinkin' just like me Man, sometimes I don't say a word, she give me neck while I be asleep Baby was ridin' like a song before she heard me on a beat [Chorus] I'm the worst kinda nigga, man, I be fuckin' up with the best hoes Man, I can show you how to make a bitch hate you, man, it won't take long Man, I ain't talkin' 'bout pickin' up my brother, I get pesos Man, and I try to fuck every bitch I meet, man, I don't play roles I'm the worst kinda nigga, man, I be fuckin' up with the best hoes Man, I can show you how to make a bitch hate you, man, it won't take long Man, I ain't talkin' 'bout pickin' up my brother, I get pesos Man, and I try to fuck every bitch I meet, man, I don't play roles