Retarded

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm stackin' Rappin' but if I just so happened Was it I probably would be posted up thuggin' Sellin' crack or somethin' I had to leave it alone 'Cause the rats are something, look like my return won't be long The streets keep asking for me, young savage on the mound game over now I'm in Houston and A Town wheres the motherfuckin crown I don't have no fuckin' friends, I'm solo now Put my trust and my Mack 10 bitch don't let me down Coloaborate, just fuck wit them that's makin me sick Spoil bitches don't want share, so I'm taking this shit I'm a 110 street cat and had my back against the hope No money, no love, just tears, weed, blood, and hoes I'm like slim these niggas don't feel my pain A ninty-nine problems and but a bitch ain't one Ghetto stories, gangsta music, thank big labels ain't come Shit we just trying see which one, BITCH! [Hook] I'm so retarded and I'm goin' the hardest My game muthafuckin' bitch niggas brains up and I just getting started They hate to see a nigga ballin', they rather see me in a coffin But rap money, street money I'm gon' see money, bitch nigga regardless [Verse 2] If the shit ain't funny then I can't grin And if it don't make money it don't make sense And If you really ain't 'bout nothing, you better zip your lips 'Cause around here stuntin' nigga emp yo' clip Man, my grand so ridicules, you can call me the clips And I slap all my bitches, you can call me a pimp I'm like the hood candy lady, I got them chips I got hoes with J.Lo faces and Beyonce hips Two home boys doin' seven can't wait till the touch So many people up in heaven that I miss so much Vest up up with my chest and stomach not because I'm scared But no they coming I hope they don't shoot for my head [Hook] I'm so retarded and I'm goin' the hardest My game muthafuckin' bitch niggas brains up and I just getting started They hate to see a nigga ballin', they rather see me in a coffin But rap money, street money I'm gon' see money, bitch nigga regardless [Verse 3] Eighteen riding lacks, nigga, how you hate that? Do it big bad bitch give me that shake back, nigga Y'all ain't got do shit, just leave it to me Push record for yo boy and lay back and kick up yo beat Turn up the beat, a pen, paper give me one sheet Put a barcode on it, distribute this heat I got the biggest fuckin bug buzzin in this streets I know you heard a young savage Trill E-N-T But you forgot 'bout me, thought I was gone where I'm gone go I run this motherfucker, I'm the spice in the gumbo I'm 'bout my fuckin' paper man that's all I fuckin' want mo' You gone gets what's mine, oh no, you a dumb ho Still good, still can get you rite on the down low It never snow in Baton Rouge, I'm the nigga wit the snow Two let y'all niggas do y'all thang so I hope y'all been gettin' it What up playa, I'm the new mayor of the city, nigga [Hook] I'm so retarded and I'm goin' the hardest My game muthafuckin' bitch niggas brains up and I just getting started They hate to see a nigga ballin', they rather see me in a coffin But rap money, street money I'm gon' see money, bitch nigga regardless