how many times i told you niggas i ain't playin' with you?
ridin' 'round through my city
y'all don't respect how i move
i'll pull up at neiman's with blood on the money
they be trippin' regardless
they go back to the track
he keep two of them tools
he gon' up it like he ain't got nothin' to lose
how many times i told you niggas i ain't playin' with you?
ridin' 'round through my city
they just actin' like ballers
actin' like ballers but them niggas ain't got no dollars
with the stick with the wood on the bottle
leave a bitch in the mall
and they still call me zaddy in bed
fuck a bitch in her bonnet
i sent her back six in the mornin'
my biggers is bangin' red belly
i could see through my ceilin'
me and my folk are the trillest
we in this to win us some
how many times i told you niggas i ain't playin' with you?
ridin' 'round through my city
y'all don't respect how i move