[Verse - RJ:]
Look, she can't do it on a dick then she not that b**h
When a b**h blows me she needs lots of spit
Or a motherf**ing deal if the clique not included
You say you sign for a mill, I say thas how I prostituted
Getting f**ed and recorded that's p**nography
Rappers telling my story no biography
I had a bad little b**h who used to flock for me
She went to jail when her momma lost property
Aye yo hold up baby, life kinda crazy lookin over my soldier ever since I became famous
Man, I just really want to be known for my talent, you just really tryna get on with your talents
f** it, pop that, being top that
Got these n***as on my head like a top hat
I'm putting on for my city, n***as got songs they wanna send me
My groupie fans are getting pretty, I'm on a roll on my momma
[Chorus - RJ:]
(I feel like) real n***as feel like me
(I feel like) big money's all I need
(I feel like) I can f** them all tonight, if you can pot it with a dick in you girl you flight
(Do ya thang like) Do yo thang
(Do ya thang like) Do yo thang
(Do ya thang like) Do yo thang
(Do ya thang like) Do yo thang