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[Verse 1]

I am not a human, shout to all my moon men

Yeah they call me Tune, got them bitches tuned in

It's a crazy world, so I stay in mine

And niggas don't cross the line, niggas stay in line

Like welfare, I stay elsewhere

Hotter than a devil? Nigga, hell yeah

Rock-a-bye baby, homicide baby

That's more tear drops, call me cry baby

What you talking bout? Tell it to my 9

Cut your tongue out, mail it to your moms

I'm a young God, swagger unflawed

Bitch, I'm in the building, you in the front yard

Life's a bitch, naw, better yet a dumb broad

And I bet I can fuck the world and make it cum hard

Yeah, you boys is washed up

And I'm shitting on em like two girls and one cup

Weezy Baby aka Bring The Money Home

Pull out the AK and pop you in your funny bone

Laugh now, die later muthafucka

You's a bitch like Zeta Phi Beta muthafucka

[Hook]

Yeah, I call it how I see you

I wish I never met you, I wouldn't wanna be you

Pussy ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea

Pussy ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea

[Verse 2]

Man I'm so tired of balling, I sleep a lot now

I'll let my goons rush you like Moscow

Gun at your eyebrow, pow pow

Man I ball hard even with five fouls

Yeah, we in this bitch like tampons

Dump you in the woods, now get your camp on

Chokehold around this shit cause I'm so hands-on

I get high as fuck and Polo sheets is what I lands on

Back against the wall, my two feet is what I stand on

Diva in the room, she blowing me just like a band horn

Got her on her knees, the same knees that she be praying on

Now she just text her girlfriend with a capital, "You can join"

Yeah, what y'all wanna do? I'm all ears

Smoking on that headband, call that shit Paul Pierce

I'm just so ahead of my time like dog years

Balled like Solange, India Arie, Britney Spears

[Hook]

[Verse 3, Drake]

I am spending much more than I'm making

On these cars and these vacations, is that too much information?

I just bought a Lamborghini, I'm not even into racing

With a windshield full of tickets cause I live right by the station

I am trying to figure out why you so mad at me

Yes, I'm with Young Money, tell the magazine stop asking me

I be with the dread with the tattoos on his head

And a flag the color red like a fucking low battery

(Okay) Nigga peep the shit I'm wyling on

I be with your baby mama, you be with your child at home

Big Mo, Big Red, two cups made of styrofoam

Big cheese big bread call that shit a calzone

(Okay) I will break your fucking collar bone

Us against the world, better pick which fucking side you on

Wayne got a Bugatti that he steady putting mileage on

And we about to kill em, C4, Mr. Carter's home

[Outro]

Yeah, I call it how I see you

I wish I never met you, I wouldn't wanna be you

We some asshole niggas, call us diarrhea

The money keep growing, yep, it's growing like a Chia

Yeah, I call it how I see it

Y'all some pussy ass niggas, we should call you gonorrhea

You keep talking that shit, I'ma see you

Kill your senorita and and your fucking Mama Mia

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