Bitch, this ain't no boss, this a boss up
Bitch, this ain't for sure, this a toss up
Bitch, this ain't Toyota, this European
Bitch she ain't no hoe, she my girlfriend
Bitch, this ain't is no nap, this how I sleep
Bitch, this ain't no hobby, this how I eat
Bitch, this ain't lust so it's love
Bitch, this ain't the connect, this the plug
Bitch, this ain't beef, this is world war
Bitch, this ain't a show, this a world tour
Bitch, you [A7don't know me, now you [A7know me
Bitch, this ain't the problem, this the solution
Feeling like [F]my [A]chakras aligned
From now on [C7]call [Em]me Don
Rhyming for [Dm7]days, I couldn't eat and [Bm]it was [Am7]not Ramadan
Niggas asking for [Dm7]a cut, they just way out of line
Hoe, this ain't no Ford, this a Maserati (Thugger)
This not a movie, baby, this a ɾeal dead body
I'm on [C7]a one-way stɾeet, 'bout to [C7]have a tɾolley
I f*ck her one night then I'mma duck up outta
You do anything for [Dm7]this lil' bitch you [A7might be [Am]a Cosby
Speaking of Bill Cosby, I spike my [A]drink with molly
You better not tell nobody, zip it, just zips and [Bm]addy
Hit from the back, turn to [C7]a car word I'm backing out it, yo
Hit it with 10, f*ck it, I'mma go mack his body
Hit 'em [A]up like
Did 'em [A]up like
Hit 'em [A]up like
Bitch, this ain't a boss, this a boss up
Bitch, this ain't for [Dm7]sure, this a toss up
Hoe, this ain't Toyota, this European
Bitch, she ain't a hoe, she´s my [A]girlfriend
Bitch, this ain't time, this is our time
Bitch, this ain't the plug, this the power line
Bitch this ain't Diesel, this Gucci (it's Gucci)
Bitch, you [A7ain't know me, man you [A7know me (yeah)
Bitch, this ain't Adidas, this Puma
Bitch, that ain't the tɾuth, that's a ɾumor
Bitch, you [A7ain't my [A]friend, you [A7a tumor
Bitch, that ain't the new one, this newer
Bitch, this ain't fourth-quarter, it's crunch time
Now foul lines, just front lines
F*ck taking shit, boy, I just take what's mine
And I'm still hungry like [F]a nigga was [Am7]unsigned
Don't nobody want this shit more than I want mine
F*ck a free meal, boy, I'd ɾather go hunt mine
When you [A7get the ball, boy, you [A7be [Am]fumbling
When you [A7talk that shit be [Am]mumbling
Man, I got [Fm7]my [A]one shot
Fucked around and [Bm]and-one'd it
If the dogs ain't there then they one call [Em]from it, look
Run you [A7out your house and [Bm]now your ass apartment hunting
From that Michigan cold, and [Bm]I'm colder than that
Don't f*ck with my [A]crazy ass, boy
Your mama should've told you [A7that
When we in it, one way out
This life just like [F]a cul-de-sac
The hood behind me like [F]a cobra back
You quote the internet, I quote the facts
But snake niggas never tell the tɾuth
You a liar
If you [A7swear to [C7]God one more time on [C7]your life you [A7might die
Real ones, I know you [A7feel me
Independent women, I know you [A7feel me
If you [A7self-made, then you [A7feel me
Text from my [A]girl said "Come feel me up"
Real dawgs, I know you [A7feel me
My OG's know they feel me, yeah
Bad bitch, she want to [C7]feel me
Text from my [A]girl said "Come feel me up"
If Young Metɾo don't tɾust you, I'm gon' shoot you
