Now when I'm fuckin' off chin, I'm invincible, don't love no hoe, that's my principle, Bitches come, bitches go, that's why I get my nut and I be out the fuckin' door, They might be the one to set me up, wanna get their little brother to wet me up, That's why I tote texts and stuff, to get him off my case, just in case, the little fucker ends up misplaced, I don't give a bitch enough to catch the bus, and when I see the seam and I'm leavin', Bitches be schemin', I kid you not, that's why I keep my windows locked and my Glock cocked, Why you so hard on us? Why you swear on bitches and go scandal us? Thug nigga, till the end, tell a friend, bitch, cause when I like you, then you go and * my friend, bitch, You know that ain't right, you know that ain't right, you know that ain't right, you know that ain't right, You see, I don't sweat these hoes, I keep them in flavors like Timbo's and Jabo's, Bitches just like to play the merry-go, yeah, we know, drop the scenario, It was me, D, the MPB, the Blunts and Brewthang, knockin' some Wu-Tang, M-E-T-H, oh *, Look at them lips and them hips on that bitch, she hit the dip, so I can drop my Macadosh and *, Like the Blunt clip, and recognize a pimp, needless to speak, the G's obsolete, don't sleep, Bang the skins in a week, on the creep up the avenue, I seen her on the block, who she rappin' to? That's my nigga D, damn, he got G, now she fuckin' him and fuckin' me, see, you know that ain't right, You know that ain't right, you know that ain't right, you know that ain't right, you know that ain't right, Now I play her far, like a Moon player star, she still sweatin' me hard, cause I'm a rap star, I be cruisin' up the block, I be passin' her, pimpin' hard with the female passenger, And the only time I call her to hang, is when me and D blunted up, then she schemin' on the gangbang, She shoulda used her intuition, then she wouldn't be classified in that position, Listen, she sayin' I dissed her, cause I'm fuckin' her sister, a message to the fellas that really get some piss, But she started that fuckin' family, she * my man D, so why she mad at me? * your sister look better than you, give head better than you, pussy get wetter than you, So break the * out like a rash, I'm glad I ain't spend no cash to hit your ass, You know that ain't right, we're the Prince of Minds, *