Never talk to the cops, I don’t speak pig latin

I turn the pen into a mother****ing janet jackson

Tell the *****es the be hating I ain’t got no worries

I just wanna hit and run like I ain’t got no insurance

Hoe, what’s yo name? what’s yo sign?

Zodiac killer, all rats gotta die even master splinter

Yeah murder 187, I be killing them *****es

I hope all dogs go to heaven

And I got xanax, percocate, promethizine with codine

Call me mr sandman, I’m selling all these hoes dreams

Got a white girl with big titties, flat ass tv screen

I keep a bad ***** call me the bb king

You know I got that mouth out her and put that ***** out

Like a house fire, I’m killing these hoes like michael myers

I eat that cat just like a lion, and I can’t trust none of these niggas

Can’t trust none of these hoes

And I see your girl one on one, I got that hoe tivo

Got a red ass ***** with a red ass pussy

Nigga try me that’s a deadass pussy

Cause y’all mother****ers so blind to the fact

To tell you the truth, I don’t care who’s looking

That pussy feel just like heaven on earth

Six feet deep dick shovel in dirt

Rip, rest in pussy, light that **** then pass that shit

We gone so smoked out

And then I went got locked up, every night I dreamed I broke out

Oen time for them pussy niggas that’s that **** I don’t like

We eating over here nigga **** around and have a food fight

And that’s 2 chainz

Look at you, now look at us

All my niggas look rich as ****

All my niggas look rich as ****

All my niggas look rich as ****

Ak on my night stand, right next to the bible

But I swear with these 50 shots I’ll shoot our with 5 o

Pockets getting too fat, no weight watch, no light pole

Money talks, bullshit walks on a mother****ing tight rope

And I make that pussy dap out I knowck that pussy out cold

Nigga you get beat the clap out

But that’s just how the dice roll

These hoes want that hoes pipe

So I give all these hoes pipe

She get on that dick and stay on all night like porch lights

Let’s do it, **** talking we out here we ballin

And I’m spraying that on these rusty niggas like wd40

We ****ed up we trunked up, no if ands or but ****s

***** niggas go behind ya back like nun-chucks

And that’s ****ed up by my hoes down, my cups up

My niggas down for whatever, these *****es think they too fly

Well tell them hoes I pluck feathers

I’m tunechi, young tunechi, I wear trukfit, **** gucci

She blowing kisses at me with her pussy lips, smoochies

And that’s 2 chainz

Look at you, now look at us

All my niggas look rich as ****

All my niggas look rich as ****

All my niggas look rich as ****.