1 Verse

One-zero-one-fucking-seven

Brick Squad!

Yeah, nigga, I'm finna annihilate your ass, nigga

One verse, pussy ass nigga

I ain't even got no hook for this shit

But this shit is so super duper personal, my nigga

Like, real talk

Like, homes so super lame, like

I perform at Libra, I get off the stage

Then homes start popping shit about a nigga

Ego tripping 'bout a nigga

The same nigga that wanna borrow a hundred dollars?

That nigga

The same nigga that say he balling, sleeping at hoes' house

Driving hoes' cars and shit

The same nigga, like...

Come on, man, this Flocka, nigga

Y'all niggas got me fucked up, nigga

LeBron Flocka James, nigga

Ain't shit changed, nigga

I still scrape up dollars and change, nigga

Real talk, nigga

No hook shawty, boy

One verse, you pussy ass boy

For real, nigga

This shit real, my nigga

They can't calm me down, nigga, right now, nigga

I'm on Hulk right now, nigga

Everything green, nigga

Diamonds green, gang green, nigga

Fuck y'all niggas talking about, nigga?

Waka Flocka, nigga

These niggas got me fucked up, man

Real talk

Throwing bullets back, don't wear throwbacks

He talk like Gucci, act like Gucci, rob ice like Gucci

Boy, stop! That's middle-of-the-mall jewelry

Ego tripping have these goons knock off your koofy

Better calm down before I fill that fade

Watch your chain, I'm throwing beads off, pussy nigga, what the fuck you claim?

We ain't the same clique, same label, the same gang

This is a public service announcement to the fake Gucci Mane

Them people on the east side you, nigga

I ride on the B side, who are you, nigga?

You could play Ken, then I'm Ryu, nigga

Your clique not really right, fake Damu, nigga

Jealous and he envy me 'cause I'm realer than him

Jealous and he envy me, call the pussy Throw-B

Waka Flocka Flame in the club, where the gangstas be

In the club, rolling up nothing but that stinky tree

Little pussy ass nigga

Yeah, nigga

One verse your ass, nigga

I hope you heard this shit, nigga

You lucky, my nigga

You know my momma, I know your momma

That's why I can't touch your pussy ass, nigga

You know a nigga put that hands on a nigga, you gon' call 12, nigga

Yeah, nigga, and I heard when you was in prison, nigga

You was a trustee, nigga

You wasn't no real nigga

My nigga told me you wasn't even in the population, nigga

Stop popping like you gangsta, my nigga

Real talk, nigga, selling honey buns to get tattoo'd

Then come out, wallowing like you hard, nigga

You ain't no real nigga

Waka Flocka Flame

Gone