400 Degreez

[Verse 1: August Alsina] See me, I ain't never been no whack nigga I never that nigga, I was in the trap nigga I see your girl choosing, I'mma rap with her If I get to her the crib, it's a wrap nigga She called me so I can beat it up I got your girl hooked, now she can't get enough I ain't got a legs wide in the back of my truck Then her ass on the inside when I bust my nut Oh that's your homie and how you drove Talking that shit, nigga don't get stoked Bitch what? I'll bust ya ass up Don't even go there boy cause I'm ready to mans up [Hook: August Alsina] You don't want to fuck with me [Verse 2: August Alsina] Black on black, 150 yeah I copped that In the front of the club is where I parked at Hat to the back, snaps in the front Sipping on Ciroc, puffing on a blunt Niggas checking ID, so I gotta get lost Head to the crib when I get a phone call Never been the one to brag 'bout the hoes I got But when I'm finished with that ass, she say this boy hot [Hook: August Alsina] You don't want to fuck with me If I ain't a hot boy, then what do you call that? I bet you I'll show them niggas this boy hot [Verse 3: August Alsina] That's it, I done had enough Niggas talking crazy, hot starting to fuss Boy look, nigga don't play no games no more Nigga'll bust ya head if you bang his throat Nigga please, I'm always strapped And we can bang bang or rat ta tat tat And you can lay it down on the ground, face flat Thinking you a bad boy in this bitch, chase that I heard about the cash, that's a nice chain And for the right price, I'll bust the right brain All this for a hoe, nigga so lame Got you thinking she the one, nigga trifling Give me head while we driving down the fast lane Look back when I hit it from the back mane Got her bragging to her girls 'bout the dick game And when you hit it she be yelling out my name, August [Hook: August Alsina] If I ain't a hot boy, then what do you call that? I bet you I'll show them niggas this boy hot [Verse 3: Lucci Lou] You see me, I'm getting free shit and toss that New Jaguar, black on black, nigga I bought that Called 'em in charge, bitch I fall back Tired of going hard, I brought the soft back Lucci, that's a nice chain Reach for it, fuck around and lose your life mane Like niggas do the right thing I be laying in the box of the choir saying Let me get the keys to the Audi truck Wife new sentence, niggas daughtered up New Maccie loving can't a nigga follow us Oh these bitches just mad cause the bitches swallow us Boy look, nigga don't play no games no more Nigga'll bust your head and still bang your hoe Shit, I'm always strapped Thinking you a bad boy, well nigga take that [Hook: August Alsina] You don't want to fuck with me You don't want to fuck with me