Mello made it right
Dont watch me, better watch your man
Drum the sticks like a main event
Cut off if you try your hand
Could care less what these bitches sayin
I do that shit cause I know I can
I like that bitch cause I know I am
And I keep that shit on me
Youll never catch me in a jam yeah
My hair and makeup done up yeah
If you dont like me, shut the fuck up
We party til the sun up yeah
If you got a problem, run up run up
R-r-run up run up
In my city, Im a staple
Rockin Rick down to my ankles
Smoking gas, no, we aint vapin
I run this shit, no, I aint racin
Go out and get it, stop complainin, bitch
Why you always hatin, sis?
Pull up in that who-that-be?
But you know who the hell it is
Tinted windows, candy paint
Got the haters mad again
Keep a hook, no candy cane
I only smoke exotic strains
Fuck with me, we blow your brains
Bust it down, dont like it plain
Me and you are not the same, n-not the same
Dont watch me, better watch your man
Drum the sticks like a main event
Vent, vent
Dont watch me better watch your man
Man
Man
You shoulda seen the last time a bitch tried to fuck with us
Make him jump like double dutch, smoke a bitch and roll her up
Im with that gettin money shit and you be out with such and such
You say that I do too much, quite frankly, you dont do enough
Yeah, I got these bitches pissed, every day I got a different wig
And a different kit, got these bitches stressed, they smokin cigs
Yeah, you said that you would slide, but you never slid
I aint got to tell these hoes my name, they know who it is who it is, who it is…