[Hook-Chaz Gotti]
I'm sick of these n***as just talkin about that life
Yo broke a** n***a just barkin ain't got no bite
I'm a trill a** n***a, you lame a** n***as ain't right
b**h I'm certified, you lame a** n***as ain't right
You ain't right, you ain't right
I'm a real a** n***a, you b**h a** n***as ain't right
You ain't right, you ain't right
I'm certified, you b**h a** n***as ain't right
[Verse 1-Chaz Gotti]
They talkin, feel like I owe um something
Guess what I don't, oh, I don't owe a n***a nothing
Get the f** up out my face
f** n***as ain't talkin bout nothing
Ya'll n***as out here starving
They really ain't getting no money
No b**hes with em, they lonely
Screaming real n***a, they phony
I'm boolin' like Rich Homie
My lifestyle like Tony
I'm the king, ain't no dethroning
To the top, that's where I'm going
DG to the d**h of me
Dunk that my big homey (Dirt Gang!)
[Hook-Chaz Gotti]
I'm sick of these n***as just talkin about that life
Yo broke a** n***a just barkin ain't got no bite
I'm a trill a** n***a, you lame a** n***as ain't right
b**h I'm certified, you lame a** n***as ain't right
You ain't right, you ain't right
I'm a real a** n***a, you b**h a** n***as ain't right
You ain't right, you ain't right
I'm certified, you b**h a** n***as ain't right
[Verse 2-Waka Flocka Flame]
Ain't no broke n***a round my circle
Be bool, n***a talk might murk you
Rolling off a molly, blowing purple
I'm a get money n***a, yelling out f** you
Broke n***a go and get a check
Yellow diamonds on my neck
Bad b**hes love when a n***a flex
Throwin bands on my ex
These n***as ain't right, these n***as ain't right
Style on muddy, yeah I'm drinking on Sprite
G-check n***a, shout "what it be like?"
Yo big homey fool, yo hood ain't right
You a dog, n***as like you I show no love to
Young cause I love to
Open up his head for a f**ing ounce or two, I'm Piru
[Hook-Chaz Gotti]
I'm sick of these n***as just talkin about that life (Squad)
Yo broke a** n***a just barkin ain't got no bite
I'm a trill a** n***a, you lame a** n***as ain't right
b**h I'm certified, you lame a** n***as ain't right
You ain't right, you ain't right
I'm a real a** n***a, you b**h a** n***as ain't right
You ain't right, you ain't right
I'm certified, you b**h a** n***as ain't right
[Verse 3-D Dash]
Ya'll n***as ain't right, ya'll n***as too wrong
Ya'll n***as fell off, n***a I'm too on
And my gas, too strong, and my pistol, tool on
And when I bust that b**h, swear I won't stop til ya'll n***as gone
Rex Rd. in this b**h
Turn up, turn up
Let go of this b**h
Turn up, turn up
Wrecking Crew in this b**h
Turn up, turn up
And if a n***a disrespect, let loose in this b**h
Turn up turn up
I'm D-Dash
[Hook-Chaz Gotti]
I'm sick of these n***as just talkin about that life
Yo broke a** n***a just barkin ain't got no bite
I'm a trill a** n***a, you lame a** n***as ain't right
b**h I'm certified, you lame a** n***as ain't right
You ain't right, you ain't right
I'm a real a** n***a, you b**h a** n***as ain't right
You ain't right, you ain't right
I'm certified, you b**h a** n***as ain't right