Too much, you get info Too much, you're a snitch tho Island, I get seasick And at poolside, I get convos Bent knees, I just pray tho Ownin' pussies like a Petco Leave a hoe, she went loco Acted a fool if you said so Said that I needed more head head More than she gave me was forehead Fuck what I need, I want more bread Dell status got me unwise Spendin' dime like a wise man Pray to God it's a good plan Beamin' out to my Skyline Coppin' shirt with a V sign Immigration to Bahamas Ventilation for my Honda Preparation for Donda Education in Nevada Cooking up some lasagna Work at kitchen, never for ya Slapped a bitch with (***) Send her back to your area Said I gotta do what I said When I laid what I pray Scarin' all the hoes away You're making a mistake I see you be coming around to the spot And you spittin' with Lead Bodies decaying the spot Fuck playin, briefcases We're talking about business today The more that we get is The less that you earn today Don't trip or we bring morticians your way! Okay! Said she got lotta baggage Fine with me, ain't no damage She knows I ain't no average I be on my sight, like Kanye Cut the bitch in half Y'all out here talking trash I need me a crash Worm enthusiast Shut the counter-blast We say fuck the mass Follow up with that Here's some cybercasts Said he loves me, needs me Wanna give it to me, icky hickies Love it, need it, want it Won't you give it to me, licky ickies I 'be living my life on the edge Bitch, I'm never pressed Why you so invested? Oh, you wanna test me? I can never step outside Inside getting racks up Make some money, just to get by Trash God getting cashed up Get the money so I can win Brown Bunny, need that Cannes win Spendin' dough like a kingpin Trash God, I'm the kingpin Me and Spen smoke dope (Dope) I can never lose hope (Nah, man!) In Nevada getting fucked up (Hell yeah!) In my Honda getting gassed up (Gassed up!) Take a trip, daily basis Love my whip, like a (***) Steal a car for my birthday Now we torch it on a highway Love the whip like a (***) Run the streets, I win (***) Slowly bitch with no paces Cutting keys at new places Drivin' ditch out the end's pier Homicide till the end's near Dropping out, see my friends here Went to Cali, doing a pedicure Burnt tires, smelly gas money Lend a ride, gimme gas money Spittin' bars, getting fast money Brown Bunny getting real muddy See a van doing hitchhikes Stabbin' two guys in the throat, baby Tonight we get too high Scrapin' out brains in the RV Will you ever forgive me For the bad things I've done? Will you ever run away with me? Will you still hold on tight to me? Will you still give me love? (Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh)