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YG fo' hundred! But you already know Stop tryna act like you don't bitch, you we're just at my house last night, the fuck? Actin like you don't know who I am and shit Ay Mustard man I swear to God I just wanna talk shit on this beat man, I swear man, it's all I wanna do bro! Mustard on the beat ho! [Verse 1:] It's west side fo' fingers Hoes feenin' I don't want em We got weed, bring swishers ho Break em down and roll em ho Say I write like poet ho You ain't even knowin That I just just be flowin I like weed cause we be flowin Fuck nigga you ain't on it Yo bitch wanna fuck shutup Bitch I got the burner Slap that bitch like Ike Turner Nigga don't trip, you ain't with that I specialize in click clack So you better bick back Nigga just bick it I'm the man of my city Run that bitch like P. Diddy Always got some goons Always always got some goons with me Like a bad bitch with ass Like a bad bitch with titties Yup I like that, you like that? Well just hit me on my Ichat I'm a bool cat so Bick Back stay high but I'm bool doe Smokin on a Bigarette, eatin a bowl of bereal With my nigga Mustard' So catch up You niggas weak On yo girlfriend face That's where my niggas be [Hook:] I'll eat it from the back I'll eat it from the front I'll eat it from the back I'll eat it from the front I'll eat it from the back I'll eat it from the front Cause honestly I don't give a fuck Do you want it from the back Or you want it from the front Do you want it from the back Or you want it from the front Do you want it from the back Or you want it from the front Cause honestly I don't give a fuck Ayy [Verse 2:] All day I'm in the studio trappin Sometimes I sit back and think "What the fuck I'm doin rappin? " To my su-woo niggas was brackin Sometimes I sit back and think "Why all these bitches ratchet? " I'm the captain of my team I'm the boss, you're a ho Yo bitch She with me for the night (That's if I show) If I hit it she gon' snitch and let the whole world know "Nigga say he fucked my bitch! " So what? You is broke! You a mmm You a bitch! Then the homie beat yo ass Yeah the homie said he ran up on you and socked yo ass Nigga I'm the fuckin realist Only fake niggas hate The homies be drug dealin Hope they never catch a case I rep Pusha Inc. the label Count money like mathematics In a room with some weed And bitches who acrobatic Buddha room What it roo Shit I'm chillin with some bitches When they come to me like Jet Li These bitches wanna kick it! [Hook] Yeah, niggas should already know what it is, Pusha Inc the label Connected to money and bitches like cable all day 24/7 no sleep nigga, we up, all night, muhfucka Bitch better learn some. Bitch come over my house you better bring weed and burn some nigga Some real pimp shit goin on, west side fo' fingas BITCH act like ya know!