[Verse 1: Lil Boosie]
I ain’t buying his music
That n***a stupid (n***a stupid), That n***a need to be in jail
He belong in a cell, I ain’t never like Boosie (mane but that n***a album straight bruh)
Yeah his album was straight but what them kids gone do you nosy b**h
I fall most of y’all go turn your back and ain’t gon’ throw me sh** (n***a)
My side b**h, she was gone after a couple of months (couple months, couple months)
Should’ve left that ho alone after a couple of f**s (b**h)
I ain’t forget some n***as ain’t send me sh**, some hard times
n***as who i f** with forgot my son Jordan size
Lies, broken promises made my heart cold
Blocks on the phone from b**hes I bought red bottoms
[Hook: Lil Boosie]
I know what they gone do (I know what gone do)
I know what they gone say (mane I ain’t got it right now sh** tight mane)
If it all falls down again
I know what they gone do (I know what gone do)
I know what they gone say (girl f** that n***a he in jail I ain’t waiting on him)
If it all falls down again
I know what they gone do (n***a)
I know what they gone say (hun IG, IG, twitter, twitter, twitter, twitter ’bout a real n***a)
[Verse 2: Lil Boosie]
They gone call me a a**hole, probably hurt for my cash-flow call me a k**er
Keep saying I’m the reason that all these lil n***as squeezing these triggers (triggers)
They gone call me the bad guy, you know how they do badazz (you know how they do badazz)
They gone show all them old pictures (uh-huh), co-defendants and old pistols (damn)
Probably bring up my jail record (yeah my jail record)
Probably say can’t no jail help me (huh bruh)
Bring up that fairly treatment, first, first, first, first-degree
Boosie back from the dead no hurting me (n***a)
You know what they say about me and my clique
We don’t belong on this planet, G*d-damnit that some cold sh**
Even when I beat my case (one year later), front page next mother’s day (but)
Guess my mother say (what), f** them get money bae (get ya’ money baby)
[Hook]