[Intro]
What?
Uh, yeah, uh
What's, what's, what's, what's, we gone
Get in your—
Yeah
[Chorus]
You think you made me, well, go make me again (Again)
You think you hate me, you gon' hate me for real (Real)
I think you shady, I'm not shaking your hand (Bitch)
Uh, you think I'm crazy, tryna play me again (Woah)
You think you made me, well, go make me again (Again)
You think you hate me, you gon' hate me for real (Real)
I think you shady, I'm not shaking your hand (Bitch)
Uh, you think I'm crazy, tryna play me again (What the f— woah)
[Verse]
Yeah, go 'head and get 'em off me
I'm from the city where they scar your face like ZillaKami
They do you dirty, it's somе killers stompin', really raunchy
Them drums bangin', you can hеar 'em thumpin'
Them niggas thought I had some dilla on me
To be honest, all the fakes around me soundin' like some hissin' zombies pissin' off me
No complaints when I get distant on 'em
Just know it's strengths that I restraint, I can't be riskin' all my shit
Get out the booth and stick my legs up
The wayside was spare nugs and boof that I ain't flare up
My chute caught the air and now my shoes what they stare up
I flew past the moon, we had a cool conversation, she enthused with my setup
I'm blew, kinda fed up
I choose how I get to move, but still crackers wanna see me lose and I ain't let up
My mood got to crackin' out the womb
Now I'm stackin', I'm gon' move her out the hood and tell them bootsie niggas catch up
[Chorus]
You think you made me, well, go make me again (Again)
You think you hate me, you gon' hate me for real (Real)
I think you shady, I'm not shaking your hand (Bitch)
Uh, you think I'm crazy, tryna play me again (Woah)
You think you made me, well, go make me again (Again)
You think you hate me, you gon' hate me for real (Real)
I think you shady, I'm not shaking your hand (Bitch)
Uh, you think I'm crazy, tryna play me again (What the f— woah)
[Outro]
Motherf*ckers be like, "God is beyond man's understanding"
But let me tell you 'bout God, though
The f*ck out of here, is He beyond our understanding?
Or do you know every f*cking thing?
'Cause you got niggas out here that's gon' actually tell you what God is thinking
And what God will do or what God won't do
Who the f*ck is you, nigga?
Know what? It's like this
God told me to take
God ain't tell your bitch ass blank 'cause he got my number directly, ho-ass nigga
So look
If God is all that
The f*ck is we talkin' 'bout, nigga? (Smack, smack, smack)