None Other

[Intro] Aye[8x] Man, man [Verse 1] I'm teed off juice and xan I don't know you lil' mans Got this lil' deuce-deuce in my pocket, in these nudey pants My plug up on a bend I gotta meet him there So I don't do shorts, don't do deals, it's either here or there My bitch don't like new niggas Say they gone get me caught Say, "fuck with them, you gone catch records." '07 Randy Moss I touch her redskin, then I jet Boy I'm Santana Moss Wait, let me pop like four more pills Them old ones wearing off Boy, who the fuck is you? You ain't no one nine seven What stain you rep? Who chain you grip? It's looking ugly, yessir I take yo' shit, won't bring that back Boy I'm no Devin Hester That bitch let me fake like that hurt Boy I'm just like a wrestler [Hook] I talk my shit like none other Finesse this shit like none other Fuck around, make you rob yo' brother I'm on it [Verse 2] Man they got me T'd Don't tell me no fucking rules We don't do those Remember I said that's why I dropped outta school You gotta listen bitch, don't make me show this attitude You like, "this why all yo friends be fucking mad at you?" I'm just too smart for mu'fuckas but that don't matter dude I'm just 18, they said I'm dumb but that's what xanax do Well I pop X [?] Don't be this stubborn to the devil [?] Finessed a close friend I didn't feel anything I knew since then that it don't matter if you kin to me Instead of ghost, get Scooby-Doo to solve this mystery You sick? Well this black-market magic is the remedy [Hook] I talk my shit like none other Finesse this shit like none other Fuck around, make you rob yo' brother I'm on it