Nobody's Favorite

Big blunts still burnin' in the black big Benz

Bad bitch suckin' dick 'bout to dent my rim

Duffle bag full of hundreds, let her spend my tens

Khaled told you pussy niggas, "All I Do Is Win" (Another one)

Rolex full of boogaloos my dogs in the pen

I'm fuckin' with a bitch, then she gotta be a ten

Diamonds on her neck (Neck), diamonds on her wrist (Wrist)

I put diamonds in her mouth 'cause there's diamonds on my dick

I got diamonds on my hand (Hand), diamonds on my chest (Chest)

G5 nigga, twenty thousand, I done made a mess

All the feds takin' pictures so I pose for the hoes

Got the Phantom in the front, shooters at the backdoor

All the strippers know the tippers, very big difference

Got a gold chain swingin' in my name eight figures

Time to let your soul glow with a hundred bullet holes

Now you screaming' to the Lord, why them boys do you wrong?

'Fore I paint the picture, better read the scripture

Here come the grim reaper in a pair of black Dickies

Life is such a dirty game as you walkin' through the flame

Stackin' all the bodies as they callin' out ya name

See me at the new arena, best seats at the game

Haters still send subpoenas, but my snipers got a aim

Sell a lot of records not the money that I made

Other bitches that we fucked 'cause we share a lot of names

All the jewelers give me watches 'cause they wanna take a picture

I be movin' all the product, my new house is on the river

(My new house is on the river, my new house is on the river)

(My new house is on the river)

My new house is on the river so I had to buy a boat

Better yet it's called a yacht

I was then labeled a Boss for the yayo that I copped

You know I was raised to be a killer but I grew to be a hustler

Beg your pardon, say you're sorry, I don't argue with the customer

(I don't argue with the customer, I don't argue with the customer)

(I don't argue with the customer, I don't argue with the customer)

And I got two bad bitches and they cryin' for the white

Played the cards in my hand right, they dykin' by the night

Call the plug, bad news, tell his story till it's borin'

Sounded sketchy and he know it, I don't care I need my coin

And that's word to this dud, and I ain't lyin' on my groin anytime

Get in line like a rhyme in a poem, white lines in my foreign

Hit rewind on the porn, that's your main

She my side, couple times paid my bond

Got a thousand eight grams of that glitter, come and get it

Getttin' bands of the yams, fuck the fans on the Twitter

Fuck the 'Gram stop playin' white grams

I get rid of white bitches suckin' dick

I'll leave a class on her sweater

While I mash on the pedal talkin' shit to her

Tell her that I'm mad that I met her

Bitch, don't ever put your head up

Got the smackers on call slidin' bare face and all

No shells, so well done I let 'em take the vault ?

Three C's, two M's, one G up in the Benz

One liter of the lean, ya main squeeze up in my lens

(Ya main squeeze up in my lips, ya main squeeze up in my lips)

Fake liter of the lean, ya main squeeze up in my lips

I was raised to be a hustler but I grew to be a killer

I be movin' all the product, my new house is on the river

(My new house is on the river, my new house is on the river)

(My new house is on the river)

My new house is on the river so I had to buy a boat

Better yet it's called a yacht

I was then labeled a Boss for the yayo that I copped

(Maybach Music)