Niggas They Mad

Can't fw these phonies, Don't call me yo homie my n*gga you is an actor ugh
Call on my ruga he'll wet ya up, came on my own, Don't need no back up

N*ggas they mad,they want buck buck
Shawty an freak, she want fuck fuck
Burner on my waist it's tuck tuck
Weed got me high, I'm like what what

Can't fw these phonies, Don't call me yo homie my n*gga you is an actor ugh
Call on my ruga he'll wet ya up, came on my own, Don't need no back up

N*ggas they mad,they want buck buck
Shawty an freak, she want fuck fuck
Burner on my waist it's tuck tuck
Weed got me high, I'm like what what

These bitches they think that i need em (Nah) but really i only deceive them (Yeah)
They think they gon get a percentage (Nah)
But I'm gone right after i finish

They moving but don't got an motive
That chopper man is automotive
Smoke loud man everyone notice
2 uzis both of them loaded (Grr)

Chains on my neck like I'm toby ugh
Gotta 24 but not Kobe ugh
Yo shawty just wanna hold me uhh
She got me late to the party ughh

Yo shawtyy giving me wet neck
She wanna fly ina jet jet
You n*ggas ah bitch my pet pet
Ruga pull up and just bleh bleh

Can't fw these phonies, Don't call me yo homie my n*gga you is an actor ugh
Call on my ruga he'll wet ya up, came on my own, Don't need no back up

N*ggas they mad,they want buck buck
Shawty an freak, she want fuck fuck
Burner on my waist it's tuck tuck
Weed got me high, I'm like what what

In love with the money, not loving these hoes
These niggas so bummy share each other clothes, yo main bitches be tripping
She say that you broke, she asked if i got it i told her fasho

I am a vet not an amateur
Glock with the beam, need no silencer
Everything gold like the midas touch
Yo bitch be tweaking i minus her

Shawty she moving like Billie Jean
Hunnids be falling man out my jeans
Gotta go get it by any means
I'm smoking gas no gasoline

Can't fw these phonies, Don't call me yo homie my n*gga you is an actor ugh
Call on my ruga he'll wet ya up, came on my own, Don't need no back up

N*ggas they mad, they want buck buck
Shawty an freak, she want fuck fuck
Burner on my waist it's tuck tuck
Weed got me high, I'm like what what

On a different level, compare me, to a rebel of the devil, I'm so careful
Watch this metal, it go boom, in that jag man It go vroom, 2 bad bitches in my room
I be jugging with the goons, dusty nigga needa broom, I seen you niggas die just too soon

Wait

Whipping I'm whipping, this lean that I'm sipping, this tool I be gripping
These hoes yea they stripping
To them I'm a villain, they fading my vision, I gotta keep winning
Man that is a must, if you not with it then no need to fuss
You can not pull up man you catch the bus
Straight durfing these n*ggas leave em in the dust

Can't fw these phonies, Don't call me yo homie my n*gga you is an actor ugh
Call on my ruga he'll wet ya up, came on my own, Don't need no back up

N*ggas they mad, they want buck buck
Shawty an freak, she want fuck fuck
Burner on my waist it's tuck tuck
Weed got me high, I'm like what what

YB Joe V Baby



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Writer(s): Broderick Ruffin
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