Just For Me

Lyrics

[Chorus] I'm really tired of these bumm niggas tryna compete with me I got one rule, bitch, for you bless me, hit your knees Before you address me or impress me, bring some cheese A fifty piece all blue, she left here just for me I'm really tired of these bumm niggas tryna compete with me I got one rule, bitch, for you bless me, hit your knees Before you address me or impress me, bring some cheese A fifty piece all blue, she left here just for me [Verse 1] She gave me head and gave me bread, that was it for me I don't believe her when she said she only doing this shit for me Why you always tryna [?] Ralfy, it's just a bean You ain't a boss, you drive a Honda that's leesed Dawg a bitch, if I could, I'd put them all on a leash We can't see y'all in the club, with them foggy ass [?] Don't creep up on the Plug, I'm balling on defence [?] hang with gang and them, a couple elite Crips You niggas ain't getting no money, you just seem rich Pull up on him with a banana clip, like eat this He an opp lover, he act like he don't know what beef is I'm a young dream chaser, got me feeling like Meek mills I don't believe none of these rappers, that shit don't even seem real Holy moly, just got a nigga wacked for a single bill Talking too much, bitch, I don't really like to mingle Lotta bumm hoes went ghost when the Stinks [?] [?] like Kenon and Kell Ain't going against the Stink, [?] fail These niggas be going out bad, that's they problem, oh well Young fly nigga, throw some money in the wishing well I sware I hate a bitch that suck dick and tell He got that look in the eye, like I'm [?] [Chorus] I'm really tired of these bumm niggas tryna compete with me I got one rule, bitch, for you bless me, hit your knees Before you address me or impress me, bring some cheese A fifty piece all blue, she left here just for me I'm really tired of these bumm niggas tryna compete with me I got one rule, bitch, for you bless me, hit your knees Before you address me or impress me, bring some cheese A fifty piece all blue, she left here just for me [Verse 2] I'm really tired of these broke niggas, tryna compete with me It seem like all the niggas hating on me on E.B.T Bitch [?] Bitch, I ain't going broke, I'm a [?] Serve him this beef at home, like a TV dinner Got a bunch of niggas mad, 'cause the Stink Team winning Remember them days I could [?] weekly visits Now it's good steak and lobster, having weekly dinners My next foreign [?] might bring back [?] Don't know nothing 'bout balling or flexing, niggas beginners Most these niggas bitches, they be switching genders In the trap I'm Mr. Burns, these niggas Smithers Bitch ate the whole dick, like it was a snickers Good custum Stinky cat, named him Mr. Wiskers Good piece American pie, I keep the stifflers My money next to yours, you gon' see the difference The Plug