[Hook:] They say I ain't work, STFU n***a!
New grind, same shirt, STFU n***a!
They say I ain't on my grind, STFU n***a!
All this money on my mind, STFU n***a!
STFU n***a!, STFU n***a!
They say im not on my grind, STFU n***a!
STFU n***a!, STFU n***a!
All this money on my mind, STFU n***a!
[Verse 1:]
Its my time to blow, and they kinda know
Hoes jumping off like geronimo
They say they want a piece of me
So I knock em down like dominoes
I need a dike, or 2 or 3
And is it Michael or Mc?
I hit these b**hes from the blindside
Just call me Michael Oher Mc
You be on that Bull Ock, im a lion, your b**h a cheetah
My weed purple, your circle salty, your clique look like some margaritas
Its hard to see us, we in the house, you in the senate
So if you keep it 100, I keep it 435, I swear im winning
Now wait a minute, my windows tinted, a mac way before the laptop
I give her a** shots, then press a bu*ton, and do it big, CAPS LOCK.
Thats hot, im prolly out in Paris, with all my n***as, relaxed as sh**
While these other rappers get over ate like an asterisk
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
My coalition, they know the mission, make the paper, act the same
They dont understand me like the Jamaican lady off Wrath of Caine
I was abel to sell dope, without k**ing all my brothers
Audio c**aine, straight throughout yo veins
And these lames get slain, guess those ba*tards wasn't listening
Give they women lots of D, like the Capital of Michigan
Yeah I hear the lan sing, B more knows I make them tracks seer
I see you pussies looking, looking back like a pap smear
Basically I chase the cheese, I be a g, why end?
Tryna push me, you pussies need a OB/GYN
I never had to bag O's, yeah I been a bad mane
My kush got that bushy hair, just like Trinidad James, bang.