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[Produced by Dnyc3 and Trend] [Hook: Skeme] Baby I be out'chea thuggin' You wanna real nigga, bitch you ain't said nothin' No money, that's end of discussion Man fuck all the talkin', bitch show a nigga somethin', huh Bitch show a nigga somethin', huh Bitch show a nigga somethin', uhh Baby I be out'chea thuggin' Man fuck all the talkin', bitch show a nigga somethin', huh [Verse 1: Skeme] Fucked up, towed back Only thing on my mind, where the hoes at Hater mad, and he say "He want his ho back He tryna' keep this shit, I gave that nigga a ho jack Shut up bitch, go ahead and poke it You ain't had dick, so the wood nigga stroke it That ass shake like it's in and out of focus Turn that dime bitch to a fiend off of dope dock [Verse 2: Problem] Comptown CA, running like a relay Money make yo' bitch bring it back, like a replay Hit yo' ho raw, yeah I be like that I'm about to make yo' ho cum, yeah she be right back, in a minute Give her a Molly, if she timid Play one of my songs, watch the bitch get it Popping that thing like a pill He won't lick your ass, I will (Haha, look at they face when I say man, ah fuck it! what!) [Hook] [Verse 3: Freddie Gibbs] Towed back, fucked up Smoking green, codeine in a double cup Throw them moles on the stove, let 'em bubble up Pull a fo, drink 'em both like nigga what I seen a bitch, so thick, oh shit Drugged up, so I hit 'er with the dope dick Super blunted, stay one hunnid, like 4 bricks Ridin' on them handle bars, when I wrote this, what [Verse 4: Jay Rock] (I'm just a eastside nigga!!) And she know I'm with the shit Project baby, yeah, she know I got stick Woah, meet her every time with the stroke Got 36 ounces, baby know I got blow, yeah First 40, ate the pussy on sight Have her homegirls doin' search party for the swipe Yeah, girl I got it like that Got a boomerang thing, so I know she coming right back Rock! [Hook] [Verse 5: Glasses Malone] I'm all, the way, wit it Dinner full of digits, talk it how I live it Nigga gotta' get it, free my nigga 50 New snapback, got it so low, the fitted I done stole all the whores, yeah nigga, even yours Had to eat the pussy, since you wouldn't eat it for 'er Tell 'er, run it, run it, run it, yeah nigga call me Forbes Get you smacked for that fresh pair of jordans [Verse 6: Bad Lucc] Ay, I tell 'er paint my face She said "The homies tellin'", bitch that ain't my case She heard I never eat it, bitch I ain't that fake She took a look at the snake, bitch I ain't that jake Cuz I'mma, sick nigga, swig hitter Honey flipper, I'm Bad Lucc, the bitch kisser I'm talkin' chicken, outer leggings, she a swish hitter She seen her nigga do his thing, but I want this nigga, yeah [Hook] [Outro] League of Starz