Real Talk B.o.B

[Intro]
Yeah niggas, it’s motherfucking B.o.B
I’m sick and tired of motherfuckin’ talkin’, nigga
I don’t give a fuck right now
Y’all niggas think we playin’
Y’all think this a game
Y’all think this chance
Y’all think this a motherfuckin’ dice roll
But nigga check my pants
My motherfuckin’ wallet too big and dense nigga
Fuck with me
Yeah, East Side and The A and Decatur all day
[?]
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook]
Y’all niggas are fucked up
No I ain’t in this [?]
My chance, no I ain’t lock up
I’m finna get my bucks up
I’m tryna get that bud
But I ain’t [?]
I’m just choppin’ off like doctors
So you better put your knocks off
You tryna fuck with us
You know that I’m a hustler
I’m coming out like a [?]
So y’all niggas been [?]
And back up, you fat fuck
[?] upon that pony, homie
Ain’t no one pasta, but you’re pasta
Straight Macaroni