call me fatso Now you call me Castro, my rap flows Militant, y'all faggots ain't killin' shit Oops, Cristal keep spillin' shit, you overdid it homes You in the danger zone, you
' And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mornin' Yo, uh, now the party don't start 'til I walk in And I usually don't leave until the thang ends But
' and I want in My homie did the same thang and he got 10 Just took a loss, still tryin' to win And you tryin' to get back so what you tryin' to spend? You
the city on fire and I didn't even try Run these streets all day, I can sleep when I die, ayy 'Cause if you lookin' for me you can find me On the block
you got me, and ain't nowhere that I'd be then with your arms around me back and forth you rock me so I surrender, to every word you whisper every door you enter, I will let you
s my name? Baby, you got me And ain't nowhere that I'd be Than with your arms around me Back and forth you rock me So I surrender To every word you whisper Every door you
I'm a Miami boy, you know how we play I ain't playing with ya, but I wanna play What you give me got me good, now watch me It's a different species,
pretty icons always all white back to my Beyonces you deserve 3 stacks for the Andre call Larry Gagosian, you belong in museums you belong in Vintage clothes watching the whole building you
you're dead, I'll search for you like Orpheus I'll find you some way You are such a star, oh, you know you are I'll tell you one thing I know You want
that you sweet like bubble gum and they gon eat you how you blowing up n-gga, they chewing you and when you hit rock bottom, they shoo'ing you like "ooh
you can Got me the pissys fit Get rid of all that shit Floyd, can't forget, you're a man I said, hey Floyd you got your mind in a mess again Hey Floyd, you
trauma, blunt You play the back bitch, I'm in the front You need a job, this ain't cuttin' it Nicki Minaj is who you ain't fuckin' with You lil' brag
miles and one left turn Dear Mom and Dad Please send money, I?m so broke that it ain?t funny Well, I don't need much, just enough to get me through Please don?t
, you ain't, man No, you ain't come A brother think you've got back up But you really don't You know why I wouldn't even hit you with my fist I'd smack
watchin' the news, dead people in jimmy bag I got a Nine nigga get me mad And watch me throw up razorblades and get to trippin' I'm cats and crippin',
tryin' to make the loot loop I ain't no muthafuckin' gangsta, wish you'd quit callin' me that Although I still pack straps, I roll in Benzes and Lacs
ain't how much you say It's what you say I got no fuckin' time on the mic to play I write rhymes with addition and algebra Mental geometry don't even