[Verse 1: Big Sean]
b**h, this ain't no boss it's a boss up
b**h, this ain't for sure, this a toss up
b**h, this ain't Toyota, this European
b**h she ain't no hoe, she my girlfriend
b**h, this ain't is no nap, this how I sleep
b**h, this ain't no hobby, this how I eat
b**h, this ain't lust so it's love
b**h, this ain't the connect, this the plug
b**h, this ain't beef, this world war
b**h, this ain't a show it's a world tour
b**h, you don't know me, yeah you knew me
b**h, this ain't the problem, this the solution
Feeling like my chakras aligned
From now on call me Don
Rhyming for days, I couldn't eat and it was not Ramadan
n***as asking for a cut, they just way out of line
Thugger
[Verse 2: Young Thug & Big Sean]
Hoe, ain't no Ford, this a Maserati
This is not a movie, baby, this a real dead body
I'm on a one-way street, 'bout to have a trolley
I f** her one night then I'ma duck up outta
You do anything for this 'lil b**h you might be a Cosby
Speaking of Bill Cosby, I spike my drink with molly
You better not tell nobody, zip it, just zips and addy
Hit from the back, turn to a car when I'm backing out it
Hit it with 10, f** it, I'ma go smack his body
Hit 'em up like
Did 'em up like
Hit 'em up like
[Verse 3: Big Sean & Gucci Mane]
b**h, this ain't a boss this a boss up
b**h, this isn't forsure, this a toss up
Hoe, this ain't Toyota, this European
b**h, she ain't a hoe, she´s my girlfriend
b**h, this ain't time, this is our time
b**h, this isn't the plug, this the power line
b**h this ain't Diesel, this Gucci
It's Gucci
b**h, you ain't know me now you know me (yeah)
b**h, this ain't Adidas this Puma
b**h, that ain't the truth that's a rumor
b**h, you ain't my friend you a tumor
b**h, that ain't the new one, this newer
b**h, this ain't fourth-quarter, it's crunch time
Now foul lines, just front lines
f** taking sh**, boy, I just take what's mine
[Verse 4: Big Sean]
And I'm still hungry like a n***a was unsigned
Don't nobody want this sh** more than I want mine
f** a free meal, boy, I'd rather go hunt mine
When you get the ball, boy, you be fumbling
When you talk that sh** be mumbling
Man, I got my one shot
f**ed around and and-one'd it
If the dogs ain't there then they one call from it, look
Run you out your house and now your a** apartment hunting
From the Michigan cold, and I'm colder than that
Don't f** with my crazy a**, boy
Your mama should've told you that
When we in it, one way out
This life just like a culdesac
The hood behind me like a cobra back
You quote the internet, I quote the facts
But snake n***as never tell the truth
You a liar
If you swear to God one more time on your life you might die
[Outro: Big Sean]
Real ones, I know you feel me
Independent women, I know you feel me
If you self-made me then you feel me
Text from my girl said "Come feel me up"
Real dawgs, I know you feel me
My OG's know they feel me, yeah
Bad b**h, she want to feel me
Text from my girl said "Come feel me up"
[Producer Tag: Future]
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you