I was thinkin' 'bout somethin' But I ain't worried 'bout nothin' Remember when I was strugglin' Tryin' to sell some dirt weed For sure nigga I kept frontin'
I had them dubs on the step [4x] Gettin' paper any way [4x]
And I kept lickin' on that clit Till she gave me that shit I've been fucked up for so long Swear to God I gotta get it Servin' bags to them students On that porch right there by the Buick I'm just tryin' to get my mind Go worry nigga 'bout yours Hoods kicked the door down
Everybody in a manner that's up top Niggas wanna get rid of me ??? choke on a ?? bottle ?? Fillin' it with the remedy Stick it in a manner, the heaviest rhythm bangin' it out Skipped in, then I come and lyrical assist 'em I had my dubs on the step I never stopped cause I sit in the booth I'm ???, ??? realer than Scrooge You ain't so why you act, dummy You think you bad, well that's funny I'm try'na get Maybach money I'm a Mac Miller, spittin' ASAP, rookie
I had them dubs on the step