作词 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Justus Stackhouse
作曲 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Justus Stackhouse

Yeah, uh
That ain't the baby, that's my baby
I'ma let the beat build on this one
Get that baby off the street
Man, **** all these niggas hatin' on me
Yesterday, I ****ed a waitress
I came outside with my plate, she was waitin' on me
*****
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh



Yeah, man, **** all these niggas hatin' on me (Yeah)
Yesterday, I ****ed a waitress
I came outside with my plate, she was waitin' on me (Let's go)
And y'all ain't talkin' 'bout shit
She be tellin' me to smile when she ridе my ****
Young nigga goin', keep beggin' for a hit
He be sayin' \"Don't arguе, big bruh, put some paper on it\"


Niggas worryin' 'bout who greater
These niggas barely be makin' a play-in
I'm in the playoffs, I brought ya' bae in
Hoe-ass niggas goin' out like the Lakers, haters
Hatin' nigga keep lookin', rookie
I'm pullin' up like Booker, *****
Put that shit on my back like a throwback
Play with me 'cause I rap, get a toe tag
Yeah, nigga, I'm havin' more racks
This shit on the floor like a doormat
Yeah, we gon' **** on the floor, she gon' throw back
Yeah, 'bout to pull out a wig, need some more tracks
What I payed for the crib, nigga, don't ask
Just know that I own it, nigga, Glock with a switch
Out with your *****, **** around with me, be ready
I'm tellin' you, I'm on it, nigga



(It's Baby, they better be ready, I'm tellin' you)
Man, **** all these niggas hatin' on me (Yeah)
Yesterday, I ****ed the waitress
I came outside at my place, she was waitin' on me (Let's go)
And y'all ain't talkin' 'bout shit, she be tellin' me to smile when she ride my ****
Young nigga goin'
He be sayin' \"Don't argue, big bro, put some paper on me


Y'all niggas better be ready for me
You ain't gotta be scared, just be ready
DMX done played in Belly
I got that heat out, I go home Armageddon
I ain't too rich to eat leftovers
Just told my B-M to heat up a plate of spaghetti
I tried to back up the Maybach
But it was too close to the Lambo', the shit didn't let me
I got my fire in my right pocket
I got my rod in my left pocket
I'm not no boy, I'm gon' step harder
Beat yo' lil' ass like yo' stepfather
I'm on the road, *****, I'm way better
I **** the same hoes as Floyd Mayweather
I hop on the road and go make cheddar
She ate my pole 'cause I taste better
Like, mm-hmm, like mm-hmm, like mm-hmm

Yeah, man, **** all these niggas hatin' on me (Yeah)
Yesterday, I ****ed a waitress
I came outside with my plate, she was waitin' on me (Let's go)
And y'all ain't talkin' 'bout shit
She be tellin' me to smile when she ride my ****
Young nigga goin', keep beggin' for a hit
He be sayin' \"Don't argue, big bruh, put some paper on it\"


*****, huh
**** all these niggas hatin' on me
Go