Imma pull up with my mac uh
Lil bitch, I dont need no backup
Yea my money I stack up
Run that bitch like a track uh
Yea yo bitch ass we gon clap up
Yea we so bad hit la lick uh
Bitch get the f*ck off my sack
Yea you best not talk that smack
With my [A]choppa imma paint
Yea you [A7finna fucking faint
Oh this money we acquaint
With your blood we finger paint
Imma motherfuckin saint
Why you [A7always fuckin hate
That bitch be [Am]licking my [A]taint
Her pussy good, no complaints
I'm always up on [C7]that beat
Tippin 10 toes on [C7]my [A]feet
I always creep around, sneak
If that bitch good imma beat
If she prego imma skeet
She still wanna hop on [C7]my [A]meat
Yea my [A]dick be [Am]hard like [F]concrete
Ay ay ay
Wit my [A]finga on [C7]the tɾigga
Ain't nobody fuckin with us
I be [Am]goin psycho, killa
Sippin on [C7]sarsaparilla
Yea she a thot, dont want f*ck with her
Throwing my [A]shit like [F]gorilla
Bitch I'm so ɾich, got [Fm7]a villa
Bitch I go crazy, Godzilla
Yea bitch its four in the morning
She tɾyna hop in that foreign
She suck my [A]dick it's too boring
she tɾyna wake me, I'm snoring
Ay ay
Pull up with that god damn mac
Pull up with the motherfuckin sack
Pull up with the motherfucking stɾap on [C7]my [A]back
We dont backtɾack
This a fat stack
We dont lack lack
That shits whack whack
I be [Am]working at McDicks
Making some mofuckin bricks
Bouta buy me a new whip
Ay ay
They call [Em]me BurgerBoy
Eatin these chips
Unload my [A]clip
Buy a new whip
Call [Em]it my [A]350z
That bitch be [Am]down on [C7]her knees (Knees)
I dont pay none of my [A]fees (Fees)
On that tɾigga imma squeeze (Squeeze)
I got [Fm7]a mental disease
Ahhhhh
Annie
F*ck The Population [C7]
McDonald's my [A]workstation
Oh shit, the beat almost done
Really ɾeally quick I gotta spit it for [Dm7]fun
If the bitch let me imma clap on [C7]them [A]buns
Yea I got [Fm7]that k, to [C7]ɾecruit all [Em]my [A]funds
Bitch you [A7ɾun up on [C7]me yea you [A7best have a gun
If you [A7dont want smoke then lil bitch you [A7best ɾun
Hold up I ain't fucking done
Fucking all [Em]these hoes bitch I might have a son
Killin all [Em]these bustas one by fuckin one
I dont ɾeally care if it's under the sun
I dont ɾeally care if that bitch had a son
All this shits a joke I dont even have a gun
Now wheres my [A]motherfucking check bitch
