Lyrics: Reginald Darnell Rainey III/Ashley Rose/Trinity Jefferson/BREGMA/IAMNOBODI/Kyla Mosovich/Jeremy Uribe/Brandon Casey/Brian Casey/Clifton Chase/Brian Cox/Edward Fletcher/Melvin Glover/Sylvia Robinson
Music: Reginald Darnell Rainey III/Ashley Rose/Trinity Jefferson/BREGMA/IAMNOBODI/Kyla Mosovich/Jeremy Uribe/Brandon Casey/Brian Casey/Clifton Chase/Brian Cox/Edward Fletcher/Melvin Glover/Sylvia Robinson
[Skit]
Aye, baby
You make me wanna scream from the top of a six floor palace
So I can tell the world that I love you
Now I might not really know what love is, baby
'Cause my daddy died when I was two but, shit
I think I do
Now earlier tonight, I did some really, really bad things
But I think it was all
Because, if I didn't do it then, I wouldn't be here with you
Nigga, she not ****ing with you, nigga
Go grab you one of these b*****s on the dance floor
And, let's get it crackin', on the dead homies (Ah)
Aye, nigga, give me my mother****in' bottle back rеal quick
And, let me get that mothеr****a', haha
Yeah, haha
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
[Intro]
My feet never stop workin'
These birds never stop chirpin'
The birds are chripin'
The birds are chirpin' (Ah, look)
[Verse 1]
The homie said, "Pull up in thirty minutes
Let's link up
Got a bottle so we finna go **** on Felicia
Sharonda finna throw a house party in the section
Bad b*****s everywhere, homie, make your selection"
I see b*****s everywhere
Game cold, I can make a b***h stop and stare
I'm that nigga
I see you thinking about starting something, nigga
Don't you dare 'cause, that dog, he barks
He bites, he scratch, he breaks
He'll put that fear inside your heart soon as you touch that gate (Ooh)
The b*****s wanna know (Ooh)
The junkies wanna taste (Ooh)
I heard you was a b***h
I never been, I can't relate
[Chorus]
(Ah) I've been smokin'
Faded but I'm focused
Niggas and they loc'n
funky
Yes, this is potent, but I
I've been smokin'
Faded but, I'm focused
Niggas and they loc'n
funky
Yes, this is potent, but I
(Look-look, uh)
[Verse 2]
It's hard to concentrate
'Cause, we really fresh off a mission (Uh huh)
I tried to pray today
But, I think we're far from forgiveness (On mamas)
Party full of off-brands
No talk, all hands
On a nigga if he trippin'
Cause we trippin' off Xans
Okay, speaker almost ****ed up my high
Nigga stepped on my shoe
Almost ****ed up my vibe
She gon' back that ass up
I'ma touch on her thigh
She gon' turn that ass 'round
I'ma look in her eye (Ooh)
I just might take your soul (Your soul)
Hop on and take control (Hop on it)
This d**k is made of gold (Of gold)
Real mack shit, I might scroll
This my shit, this shit bop
Jiggin' hard and my heart won't stop (Sweatin')
Somebody said some niggas pullin' up in they
Hold up, one second, nigga
This is my shit
[Intro]
Ayy, hold up, this shit, on the dead homies
Nigga, uhh
Hold up, hold up, hold up, nigga
Haha, look
[Chorus: Trinity Jefferson & ICECOLDBISHOP]
Don't mess with my gang
I'ma be the one to bring it to ya'
Got my drink in my hand
only, mind my lonely
Don't mess with my gang
I'ma be the one to give it to ya'
Here's a little advice for you;
Don't mess with my gang
Don't mess with my gang
I'ma be the one to bring it to ya'
Got my drink in my hand
only, mind my lonely
Don't mess with my gang
I'ma be the one to give it to ya'
Here's a little advice for you;
Don't mess with my gang
Don't mess with my gang
I'ma be the one to bring it to ya'
Got my drink in my hand
only, mind my lonely
Don't mess with my gang
I'ma be the one to bring it to ya'-
[Reversed audio]
[Outro]
Oh my god, b***h
Did you hear what happened at Sharonda house party last night?
Okay, so, boom
We was in that mother****er going up, per usual
And I was looking good as ****, per usual
Now, I already knew some bullshit was gonna happen
'Cause there was way too many different hoods in one place for shit not to pop off
But, I really think it all started 'cause Dae Dae got shot the other day
Everybody knew the niggas that shot Dae Dae was gonna be at Sharonda party 'cause they posted it on Instagram
Niggas, per usual
And then they pulled up shot Sharonda momma house the **** up
And then left
Oh my god, niggas ****ed up my favorite song
And my outfit is ****ed up
Last night was something else