T.M.I. B.o.B (Ft. Big Havi)

[Intro: B.o.B]
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: B.o.B]
DUI, leave 'em DOA
Fuck the FBI
Hunnid racks leave 'em BOA
Wait, T.M.I
Fuck twelve
And the CIA and the GBI
Post bail
Fresh up out the state
For the BOI
Confiscate a nigga shit
Try to make a nigga tell
Fuck up out a nigga face
Already made bail
DUI, leave 'em DOA
Fuck the FBI
Hunnid racks leave 'em BOA
Wait, T.M.I

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Yeah, fuck twelve
Right now, right now
We gon' shoot, shoot
Knock a fed down, it's gon' be some trouble
Sugar Ray, go hard every round
But they still don't love you
9-11, turn your twin towers to a burning rubble
Rock a bed, I don't stick around, make it hard to cuddle
Been a made man, so it's nothing if I gotta dust you
Kung fu, I'mma break the board when I come through
I surfed to, single moms tryna be healthy, they shop at Whole Foods
These niggas hoes too, huh
Look what I go through, huh
Eatin' that Nobu, but
I ain't go no boo
Drankin' my bottle, drankin' my bottle, huh
I feel like Goku, huh
You tryna go cool, huh
Been poppin' since '02, huh
Ocho, cinco
I just bought a bank, ho
Cain and Abel
Every shot is fatal
Belly at the table
You seen it, you got cable
Hop out the grave tomb
Ain't no more slave tunes (Bandz)