Freak

Yo wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, what happened?

Welcome to a world where uh
(Just tell me what happened, damn)
Women rule everything
Men are wrong about everything
(That bitch lying)

This is uh
The story of this, the story of that
And this is where we at with it

Uh, no baby mother
Undercover, how you do that shit?
Now I respect her
But she crazy with the super head

I took her to the movies
Before I took her to the bed
My mama raised a gentleman
And papa really raised a man

I'm cruising down the I-10
And this is new for me
And if I started freaking out
What you gon' do for me?

My trust is low
And girl I know that you a super freak
My homie said to watch you
I know I can take a little heat

Break, break, break, break, break
All my niggas telling me to take a
Break, break, break
Why? Girl, cause you ain't good for me

Uh, she called my phone
Just screaming, hollin', really going off
I tried to calm her down
And ask her, "girl, what's going on?"

She said her friend just called her
Told her, in the sheets
That she seen me
With the shawty that moved down the street

I started panicking
And sweat is rolling down my temple
Because if she find out
I been creeping, nigga that's my mental

And don't mess with a brown skin woman
That's the wrong thing to do
That's the wrong thing to do I got no

I got no time for this
I gotta get the loot
Arnold Palmer half and half
With the motherfucking moods

And the jig is up
I guess it's time for me to go and move
To the left, to the left
She follow what Beyoncé do nigga

Charlie Brown
Yeah, yeah, I'm Charlie Brown nigga
(Charlie Brown nigga)
Yeah, I'm Charlie Brown nigga
I'm Charlie Brown nigga
I'm Charlie Brown nigga

Break, break, break, break, break
All my niggas telling me to take a
Break, break, break
Why? Girl, cause you ain't good for me

Break, break, break, break, break
All my niggas telling me to take a
Break, break, break
Why? Girl, cause you ain't good for me

Stop slurring lil nigga
Stop slurring lil nigga
Stop slurring lil nigga

Beat switch
Hit a lick on ya mind

And don't hit me
I ain't really got time
In New York, in LA, in ya bitch, in her spine

Gotta jet
Dog I'm super fucking high uh
And please don't touch me
I don't wanna take your life bruv

Police is on the way
And news report said it was a
Triple, single, double, quadruple man slaughter

Uh, Florida shit on the walk, on the run
On the street
Got my fits no gun

This music shit is a job, no fun
In New York I scream
"Ugly motherfucker, you a dub!"

Banged on by the crips and the bloods
Never backed down
Nigga, just because

I ain't a bitch
And I never fucking was
And the squad is always with me
And we'll fight you just for fun lil bitch