[Intro]
Hey yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah whatever, ayy
[Verse 1]
Four years later they still sleepin' on me (Sleepin' on me)
And I ain't gotta get the strap 'cause I keep it on me
It's crazy how I got a big dick without a dick (Uh-huh)
It's Young M.A, don't ever let that name come out yo' lips (Woo)
I'm the big goon
I send my goonies to your crib and you can die inside your livin' room (Crrt)
If gettin' money mean you dumb, well, fuck it, I been a fool
And I ain't just go and get the food, I built the kitchen, too
I'd rather be inside some pussy than do this interview
Little gay nigga, hoes been on me since, like, middle school
Break up with a bitch, by next week I won't remember you (I won't remember you)
Just because I put it in don't mean I'm into you
Into foreign countries with a foreign chick (Woo), foreign whip (Woo)
Foreign food, foreign shoes, just a bunch of foreign shit (Uh)
Niggas wildin' out in Paris, Colten you recordin' this? (Huh?)
Put two hundred thousand on my balance just for talkin' shit
Fuck it up on tour and shit (Fuck it up)
Rem handle the important shit
It's funny how haters throwin' shots but they ain't callin' it (Nah)
Uh, clear the way, make room, please excuse
That's a real nigga walkin' in
Hey yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah whatever, ayy
[Verse 1]
Four years later they still sleepin' on me (Sleepin' on me)
And I ain't gotta get the strap 'cause I keep it on me
It's crazy how I got a big dick without a dick (Uh-huh)
It's Young M.A, don't ever let that name come out yo' lips (Woo)
I'm the big goon
I send my goonies to your crib and you can die inside your livin' room (Crrt)
If gettin' money mean you dumb, well, fuck it, I been a fool
And I ain't just go and get the food, I built the kitchen, too
I'd rather be inside some pussy than do this interview
Little gay nigga, hoes been on me since, like, middle school
Break up with a bitch, by next week I won't remember you (I won't remember you)
Just because I put it in don't mean I'm into you
Into foreign countries with a foreign chick (Woo), foreign whip (Woo)
Foreign food, foreign shoes, just a bunch of foreign shit (Uh)
Niggas wildin' out in Paris, Colten you recordin' this? (Huh?)
Put two hundred thousand on my balance just for talkin' shit
Fuck it up on tour and shit (Fuck it up)
Rem handle the important shit
It's funny how haters throwin' shots but they ain't callin' it (Nah)
Uh, clear the way, make room, please excuse
That's a real nigga walkin' in
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