Wave Mechanics
In the kitchen but not a baker
Yo
A b***h I'm not afraid of
Whoa
I get a lot of paper
Yeah
The F-N annihilator
Yeah
That ho is not a player
Player
We toss 'em like hot potatoes
Tryna set my crib on a thousand acres
Lil' b***h I go designer cray
I kicks lots of flavor
Yup
I kicks lots of flavor
Yup
I kicks lots of flavor
Yup
I kicks lots of flavor
Ayy ayy
I kicks lots of flavor
Yup
I kicks lots of flavor
Yup
I kicks lots of flavor
Yup
I kicks lots of flavor
I'm so heavy I gets lots of relish
Got these pussies jealous
In they feelings actin' like some b***hes
Want some smoke come with it let 'em
Tell it I am not hurt get it
Send your one I'll ship it
Seal it and mail it
B***h I'll split your melon
You know how to get your women
B***h I'm flexin'
You better not miss your blessin'
I'm out here applyin' that pressure
These n***as stressin'
Got they h*es clothes in my dresser
Did your first b***h with my leg up
Far too fed up
All the real n***as keep your head up
Boy stackin' paper get your bread up
You pussies gettin' wet up
Actin' all brash 'til they met us
Do a lot of talkin' don't say nothin'
I be kickin' flava and I get money too
Money too
A lot of real n***as comin' through
Comin' through
Say lil' b***h I got somethin' to do
Somethin' to do
Got a money plant right a money view
Money view
See a b***h boy what they wanna do
Wanna do
These n***as h*es tell me somethin' new
Somethin' new
Funny n***a I ain't stuntin' you
Stuntin' you
N***a actin' like they got a point to prove
P***y n***a
In the kitchen but not a baker
Yo
A b***h I'm not afraid of
Whoa
I get a lot of paper
Yeah
The F-N annihilator
Yeah
That ho is not a player
Player
We toss 'em like hot potatoes
Tryna set my crib on a thousand acres
Lil' b***h I go designer cray
I kicks lots of flavor
Yup
I kicks lots of flavor
Yup
I kicks lots of flavor
Yup
I kicks lots of flavor
Ayy ayy
I kicks lots of flavor
Yup
I kicks lots of flavor
Yup
I kicks lots of flavor
Yup
I kicks lots of flavor
Certainly n***a my Louies
I beat the p***y up gooey
Uh
Touch these n***as they'll sue me
Sue me
You don't like me b***h then sue me
F**k 'em
You ain't seen these shoes these newbies
F**k
N***as dickridin' like groupies
Ayy
B***h got her number but I ain't called her
Called her
B***h I'm a motherf**kin' baller
I'm a baller
Had to block her number she a stalker
Stalker
B***h I got sauce like Waka
Like Waka
Word to Uncle Snoop I'm a dog
I'm a dog
Now I'm barkin' like a rottweiler
Grr
Get your throat there start growlin'
Grr
Crippled on down and crawlin'
Grr
She been actin' real sweet so I got her last week
Told the b***h Gucci my feet
Ow
Nutted all over her cheek
She a real life freak
Ow
She gon' gobble that meat
Ow
Why them n***as hot up at me
Me
If I said it to you
Then you know it gotta be heat
Heat
Rear shotta rockin' with me
Me
This time for my street
Street
Shot up his block and then skreet
Skreet
In the kitchen but not a baker
Yo
A b***h I'm not afraid of
Whoa
I get a lot of paper
Yeah
The F-N annihilator
Yeah
That ho is not a player
Player
We toss 'em like hot potatoes
Tryna set my crib on a thousand acres
Lil' b***h I go designer cray
I kicks lots of flavor
Yup
I kicks lots of flavor
Yup
I kicks lots of flavor
Yup
I kicks lots of flavor
Ayy ayy
I kicks lots of flavor
Yup
I kicks lots of flavor
Yup
I kicks lots of flavor
Yup
I kicks lots of flavor