The Message

Money go-getter

What's her name, I'll get her

Fuck the fame, just came

I'm a young Memphis nigga

In my Jordan flip-flops with my hair in a knot

With a knot in my socks

And my chest in a slot

Nigga

All I fucking know is sex, money, and to rob

In a all white charger looking like the fucking Rock

On the block with the pot

Looking hot

For the cream of the crop

Don't stop

Fuck a cop

Do it till your heart drop

Pussy nigga I'm the realest

I don't gotta act tough

Pussy nigga I'm the chillest

Riding in a black truck

Full of bad white women

Niggas wanna act up

Leave his ass dissected

I'm that nigga, act like you get the message

Boy you not shit so stop flexing

Yeah, I'm the boy that your girl texting

If you want something

Little nigga fetch it

Imma have to give bitches lessons

Your face is your essence

Your body when naked

It is a blessing, to see you

It's my pleasure to meet you

Niggas really wanna keep up

Your style don't change

Can you please speed up?

I create things

Just wet my feet up

Most niggas made things I don't wanna speak of

I relate things that you wanna dream of

Standing in the rain with a blunt and a mug

The pains in my songs

I don't really need love

I know how you feel

But I don't need us

Baby