[Intro: Diddy]
(Ayo, cla**ic sh**)
Ain't nothin' worse in life than a f** n***a
(Ayo, close the door, turn out the lights, man)
Even worse is a f** b**h
We should banish all them n***as, for real
Ayo, I wanna dedicate this to ya momma, n***a
Ayo, check this out, take that
[Bridge: Diddy & (Future) - Repeated throughout song]
Da-dee-da-da-da, da-dee-da-da-da, da-dee-da-da-da
Ya ya ya ya ya (ya ya ya ya ya)
[Hook: Future]
Talkin' bout ya poppin' tags, n***a, you ain't bought sh**
Talkin' bout 100 bottles, n***a, you ain't pop sh**
All you talk nana clips, n***a, you ain't shot sh**
Spendin' money on these hoes, n***a, you ain't f** sh**
sh**, sh**
[Verse 1: Diddy]
I ain't tryna hear a whole bunch of that (sh**)
About how many bodies you caught (sh**)
My n***as is real thug n***as, them real n***as don't talk
Worldstar n***as get caught, wavin' all them guns at the cameras
Grown a** n***a, you ain't bout to shoot (sh**), you don't do (sh**)
You just think it's cool (sh**) to move bricks
Real n***as do it cause they got to
I know them real n***as and it's not you
And if they see yo' a** round here frontin'
Real shooter be somewhere and shot you
Man, get the f** out the booth poppin' that (sh**)
Corny a** n***a just talkin' that (sh**)
Heard about it, read about it, never been around it
But you think ya soft a** give somebody that (sh**)
How you movin' round with ya ho?
You ain't even stickin' to the code
You don't even represent the life right
p**y n***a sleepin' with a night light
Comin' for ya head like Fight Night
I can get anything done for the right price, boy!
(Bad Boy) Take that
[Hook]
[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]
Frontin' like you really on that bullsh**
Gun him down, make a motherf**er do a full flip, chip chip
n***a really really on that Crip sh**
Bisquick whip, whip, whip, n***a, move it!
Got the toolie, yeah, the piece, I'mma use it
n***a ruthless, leave a chump n***a toothless
Tell him "smooches", got that white girl
Get a tan when I ice her, Arm and Hammer
Mixin' venom like a viper, you the buyer
I'm the n***a with the fire, you's a minor
Now I'm major with the paper, coppin' acres
Overseas like a sailor, you a hater
And ya daddy in the same boat, you a busta when ya chain go
Pourin' syrup on my Eggo, four liters for the eight though
To the face, now the day slow, you's a fruity lil' rainbow
Real n***a, call me Django, 50 seconds till the say low
Wild bucks shootin' halos, every pocket got a bank roll
I don't think you really understand me (stand me)
Groovy Q ain't keep the nose candy (candy)
[Interlude: Diddy]
Yeah, man
Y'all n***as thought I was dead?
Boo, n***a, boo! Boo!
I'm here, motherf**er
Yeah, take that, tell ya b**h to duck, pow!
[Verse 3: Future]
Buy the ho 100 pair of red bottoms
That's a quarter milli on a hand job, my n***a
Brrrrr! Stick'em
f** you and every n***a came with ya
Go and put a n***a on a picture
Go and put a n***a on a T-shirt
Back in the day when a n***a sell dope
I'mma slap your daddy out and then put him in a hole
Glock 40, whooo! Turn up, turn up
My ambitions as a rider
Sippin' on lean, gettin' higher
n***a, I'm a codeine buyer
Know you not a foreign whip driver
Shout out to the shooters and the shooters only
You never walk around with a lot of money
Bundles fallin' all out your pocket
When you hit him in the head, can you keep a solid?
Bulletproof whip, we'll blow it up
Like some raw uncut, don't blow it up
Represent your gang, n***a, throw it up
I don't give a f** where you at, n***a, throw it up
[Hook]