I need dat lamb, yea I'm do for it
You not the man, not the plug, you the do-boy
Run up dem racks, yea you know what I do, boy
I'm ballin' so hard, need a new court
Mad cuz I'm hittin' his hoe from the back
That's the reason she ain't in the mood for it
She talkin' like she want a n**a with money
I tell her, well, what you gon' do for it
I keep check in', I keep a FN
Ain't shit sweet, but the room that we checkin' in
I put some rack in the safe, we won't stress again
If I call you, my dog never question
I hold you down on my d**k, never stretch shit
I got a son, I can't rest for shit, he need the best n shit