[Verse 1: That Dude KG]
I'd tell a bitch, "I'm different." Just to get up in her
Eat her up for breakfast. Have one of her friends for dinner
That don't make me wrong, shit, that makes me a winner
All these niggas sound the same, lame
Thirsty for fame, but I'm different
Helpin' mom with rent
Money on bitches before the fam' will never get spent
But I get questioned when you don't know where ya bitch went
I get questioned when niggas start findin' pics sent
Insecure niggas. They think every line's a dissed, hint
I just look at 'em like, "Why so pissed, gents?"
"I only fuck with dimes, she's like six cent."
It's cause, bitch, I'm the shit
That's why these women fall in love and their niggas start throwin' fits
I won't be concerned until niggas start throwin' fist
And that nigga better hope he don't miss
Goin' where they're hoping we don't get
Goin' where they're hoping we don't fit
Cause really, they're just hoping we don't shit on
Every single one of them niggas that we don't pick
To live this lifestyle with
Shid, I'm talkin' laid back
Sippin' on some Rose
Packed in some Maybachs
Ratio: two hoes a lap
Windows down
To give haters somethin to hate at
And I'm talkin' havin' all that ASAP
I'd tell a bitch, "I'm different." Just to get up in her
Eat her up for breakfast. Have one of her friends for dinner
That don't make me wrong, shit, that makes me a winner
All these niggas sound the same, lame
Thirsty for fame, but I'm different
Helpin' mom with rent
Money on bitches before the fam' will never get spent
But I get questioned when you don't know where ya bitch went
I get questioned when niggas start findin' pics sent
Insecure niggas. They think every line's a dissed, hint
I just look at 'em like, "Why so pissed, gents?"
"I only fuck with dimes, she's like six cent."
It's cause, bitch, I'm the shit
That's why these women fall in love and their niggas start throwin' fits
I won't be concerned until niggas start throwin' fist
And that nigga better hope he don't miss
Goin' where they're hoping we don't get
Goin' where they're hoping we don't fit
Cause really, they're just hoping we don't shit on
Every single one of them niggas that we don't pick
To live this lifestyle with
Shid, I'm talkin' laid back
Sippin' on some Rose
Packed in some Maybachs
Ratio: two hoes a lap
Windows down
To give haters somethin to hate at
And I'm talkin' havin' all that ASAP
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