Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
That's okay, Peter
All I gotta say two words let the beat sing to 'em (beat sing to 'em)
Mama cryin' son of a dollar what they did to 'em (oh-yeah)
I know your pain mama (yeah) she just a game on 'em
Niggas sleep right out they car right out that same heat (yeah)
Niggas know shit ain't a game I try be doin' no more
She wanna date this bitch insane I took her to McDonald's
Met at Puerto Rican and bitch forgot to get her number
Stay in your lane remain insane and keep that shit up high
She still the same don't get in paper when you ask about it
Love my lil' niggas in the hood no damn crash about it (damn crash about it)
Wanted to take it a lil easy they took back her rocks
Different talk but we gon' say that for another topic
Lil' mama battered then a bitch I took her to the drop it
All she gotta do is point to what she want I got her
So many people count on me this shit make me go harder (shit make me go harder)
Lil' bitch play her part then you know I'm a spoiler (ayy)
Came buy her hair and do her nails she can't afford (can't afford)
Got her body done she took a trip to Florida (to Florida)
Got a lot of shit going on you gotta sort her out (gotta sort her out)
When you gone buy her new bag well you gone hear her mouth
Keep it P or keep it G don't keep no rats around it (no rats around it)
Put paper chasers in there face so I keep rats around it (I keep rats around it)
They won't poke it out my pocket, I don't carry wallets (carry wallets)
I should use her brain, she educate me with her knowledge (her knowledge)
Keep my rocket every day, don't make me pop it
Put these clothes on every day, know I'm a pop it (I'm a pop shit)
Know I'm a man, I always step up to my problems (always step up to my problems)
Get on her knees for me to go solve all her problems (solve all her problems)
All these niggas cappin' round, they need a Oscar (they need a Oscar, ayy)
All my bitches, all these niggas act like toddlers (act like toddlers)
Spider-man these niggas act like Peter Parker (damn)
Niggas gangsta 'till they get hit with that llama (clown)
I be getting shit for real that's on my mama (that's on my mama)
For my respect gone willing to die and go to war about it
Pick me up and ask me questions I don't know about it (I don't know about it)
Ain't in his fate he started shade so he had told about it (so he had told about it)
Wish a nigga caught my bluff they know I play with rats for sure (they play with rats for sure)
He's parley cam or dead his family scared they tryna
Thinkin' 'bout the fallen soldiers, swear this shit be hard to cope
Can't let you take or die from me, go hang yourself up to me, choke
All I gotta say two words let the beat sing to 'em
Mama cryin' son of a dollar what they did to 'em
I know your pain mama she just a game on 'em
Niggas split right out, they caught right out this same Honda
