Ain’t Worried Bout Shit Birdman & Lil Wayne

[Intro: Lil Wayne & Birdman]
Hah, I'm so cool
Yeah nigga, hah, smoke one, blow one, nigga
I promise you, we gon' give 'em what they want 'til they come get us, nigga
You feel me? When gon' chase it 'til we can't chase it no more
So y'all might as well eat this food, nigga
And it got to be the best of the best
One, come one shorty, get with me, nigga

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
See, I ride when I gotta
Grind cause I gotta milk this game 'til it's sour
Why I gotta do the backstreets when it's hotter?
Even though the boy smooth sellin' like Prada, speak up
The tool yellin' like, "Holla," ya hear me?
Got the fools bailin' like Jackie, Kersee
You try and join him, I can help you with that
I'm important in rap, but I'm special with gats
You know the young god bless you in fact, like you sneezed or somethin'
Even with a stack of money in they hand, they ain't squeezin' nothin'
I'm Weezy, fuck it
Leave a motherfucker wheezin' when I asthma pump him, yeah
And I don't ask for nothin', boy
I only Aston Buggy, boy
And as for money
Watch the young god turn cash to money, it's that simple