Huh, I beat the back of the bitch, I woking back feel like Rick
This not the time to confess, sleep with two phones on my chest
Yesterday, I was just broke, today I look sexy and blessed
Every time I come back home, baby girl kiss on my neck
These girls keep calling me handsome flew out to England and I'm with lil' Mexico
Cropping that bitch out my pic because she too thick
She must be a messy hoe
(Yeah, yeah)
Put that on my cats, I'm tired of debuggin' these big protein boogers
Get that weak shit outta my face
I gotta be honest, I cannot be happy unless my whole team get a taste
Nda rent, can't sell all that the other day cause a nigga gon' die 'bout respect, huh
Uh, uh
Ho, uh
Uh
Ay, smokin' a basket, uh
I'm in a casket 'cause I get ratchet, uh
King of the fashion, you can't get active
Beat yo' ass up for it, I caught you lackin'
Eat yo' ass up for it, I caught you bragging
Kick yo' ass up for it, I'm with the drama
Frontin' yo' momma, frontin' yo' daddy, yo' sister, yo aunt
200k taxes, please do not sue me
I can't afford to put you in a blunt, uh
Bitch, hand me the rock, rock band on me and I look attractive
Holding up five fingers, my numbers are brackin'
Barbarian shit, Barbarian tactic
My name is booman, my name is not Jeff
I told you that I am a Barbarian, I told you that I am a Barbarian
I told you, I told you, I told you, I told you
Uh, uh
Ho, uh
Uh
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