Knocked Off (feat. Birdman) (Explicit)

Constantly Hating (Explicit) - Young Thug Birdman
Pour that sh*t up fool  it's ours
Monster
Man so you ain't gonna pour
Oh you're gonna make a ni**a beg you to f**k okay bool
Hopped out my mothaf**kin' bed
Hopped in the mothaf**kin' coupe
Skrrrrr
Pulled up on the Birdman
I'm a beast  I'm a beast  I'm a monster
You got 50 whole bands  you'll be my sponsor
Them snakes on the plane  me and Cognac-conda condas
I might piece him up and let my partner smoke him
Chuck E Cheese  I'm about pizza and my Rol' on
I'm a gangster  I don't dance  baby I poke
Right now I'm surrounded by some gangsters from Magnolia
I heard I put it in the spot  yessir she told me
My niggas workin'  these niggas YSL only
I heard my Nolia niggas not friendly  like no way
But we not friendly either  you know it
Yeah thumbs up
I've seen more holes than a golf course
My b**ch a tall blooded horse  ni**a  bronco
And if you catch us down bet you're not gon' trunk us
You got a body  lil' ni**a  we got a ton of 'em
You got some Robin's  lil' ni**a  we got some Balmains
I let that choppa go blocka  blocka  get back  son
You got them MJs  ni**a  I got them Jacksons racks
But really what is it to do
When the whole world constantly hatin' on you
P**sy niggas hold their nuts  masturbatin' on you
Mean while the f**kin' federal baitin' on you
Ni**a tell me what you do
Would you stand up or would you turn to a p**sy ni**a
I got a hundred things to do
And I can't stop rappin' but I can't stop stackin' f**kin' figures
Yeah  I'm from that mothaf**kin' 'Nolia  ni**a
Birdman'll break a ni**a nose  lil' ni**a
You need to slow your f**kin' roll  lil' ni**a
We created Ks on shoulders  ni**a
I'm a scary f**kin' sight  lil' ni**a
We won a hundred mil' on fights  lil' ni**a
A hundred bands  sure you're right  lil' ni**a
I keep some AKs on my flights  lil' ni**a
Birdman Willie B
Smoke some stunna blunts  now my eyes Chinese
Hundred K on private flights overseas
Choppas City ni**a  free BG
Bentley with the doors all 'round  not a Jeep
Rich ni**a sh*t  smoke two pounds in a week
Can't find a b**ch that don't know we them streets
B**ches know that I am Birdman  that's OG
But really what is it to do
When the whole world constantly hatin' on you
P**sy niggas hold their nuts  masturbatin' on you
Mean while the f**kin' federal baitin' on you
Ni**a tell me what you do
Would you stand up or would you turn to a p**sy ni**a
I got a hundred things to do
And I can't stop rappin' but I can't stop stackin' f**kin' figures
Ni**a I'm a crack addict
Thought about lettin' them get a cut
Then I went and snagged at it
Been Lil' Boosie Badazz at it
I'ma drop a ni**a like  just like a bad habit
I sit to the ground like a mothaf**kin' road
I'm a big dog  lil' f**k ni**a you a pup
Lil' b**ch clean your drawers before you think you're a thug
Before I be in front your shows  just like your boo
I ain't even lyin'  baby
I swear to God I ain't lyin'  baby
First I'll screw you without these pliers  baby
I might dap you like  good try  baby
B  B livin'  baby
Them boys on my left throwin' up Cs
I promise their mama see them this week
And I don't break promises with my Ds them my dogs
I want Ms and cheese  mister Mickey Ds
She know I am a beast  I am so beast
In Miami I swear they don't got good w**d
Wiz Khalifa can you say some w**d please
Yeah  overseas  ni**a
Top floor  clear windows  ni**a
Glass house
Drivin' GT
You understand  we in that Red Light District
You understand  3 and 1  that mean 3 on me  ni**a
You understand me
Just livin' the life  boy
Aye Thug  just a dollar for a 1  ni**a
We can blow a mil'  boy
Rich Gang YSL
Bllllat