[Intro]
Yeah fuck em'
Fucking bitch
Fuck u think I am?
[Verse 1 - ERA]
Okay, Im low key
Niggas stepping to me
Talking to me like they know me
Excuse me ma'
But I just can't be bothered so I won't be
Fucks with me wrong my niggas do you up like Tony
Real talk, bitches phony
That shit they do below me
Yeah Im steady mobbin, get that cheese and macaroni
And that money got me going
My minds got one of its own and
That bitch you cannot get
I push a button and she's open - damn
And that purp strong and Im faded
My hair long and its braided
Im with RAE, Papa, and Brainy
We yell fuck yall if you hate it
I know for a fact I'mma get mine
I like red velvet and red wine
I dont see yall but I see fine
And my gas is all that mean something
I want a penthouse suite room with a view
A black V8 with room for two
Real lil' rocks color ocean blue
And a real bad chick with a friend or two
I keep role models like Jesse James, AlCapone, Plato
Nigga you ain't shit, because I say so
And tell them niggas kiss my A-hole
(uh)
[Hook ERA&RAE]
[ERA]
Im on the road to self destruction (uh)
Yall can't tell me nothing though
Im on the road to self destruction I know
Yeah I'mma do the fuck I want
[RAE]
If you ain't got no money
You ain't got no cash
You ain't no real player
And you dont get no ass
You ain't got no car
And you ain't got no job
To all my po' pimpin' niggas this right here for yall
[Verse 2 RAE]
I wanna see you bounce biggity-bounce bitch
To the beat
Been through with church but damn sure ain't no heathen
Please believe in
The word of rae
Proceed to pray
And players gon' proceed to play
And haters piss and rain on my parade up on its brightest day
But my gold chain blingin'
My diamond ring blingin'
The diamonds in my diamond ring singin
"boy she cold, she cold, she really get wit it,she cold"
Do not pretend that this is info you have never been told (what)
Crazy called and she is saying rae is fucking loco
To you im rapping fast but in my mind this shit is slow-mo
I say real nigga tell me how you figure about the clique
Tell me how you feelin' bout them other niggas tryna cuff your chick up
Dick in her butt and she ride it like she bumpin in the bucket of a pick-up
Say what say what, say what say what
How my shit bump?
From the back to the front
And I still ain't done
Ask me to bring it, well that shits been brung
Yeah, I ain't got shit else to say, so I'mma call it a day
RAE
[Hook ERA&RAE]
[ERA]
Im on the road to self destruction (uh)
Yall can't tell me nothing though
Im on the road to self destruction I know
Yeah I'mma do the fuck I want
[RAE]
If you ain't got no money
You ain't got no cash
You ain't no real player
And you dont get no ass
You ain't got no car
And you ain't got no job
To all my po' pimpin' niggas this right here for yall
[Verse 3 RAE|ERA]
Ayo, Im sitting tight in my whip tight
And my smoke strong like a campfire
And that bassline, my eight-O's
And my head swole like quagmire
Got money to the ceiling
Niggas catching feelings
Man its Rae and I we kill it
And its still fuck your opinions
Got gas in my swisha, gas in my tank
Talk that shit and still my breath dont stank
Im highest rank, im from the frank
And truth be told your girl is skank
Levitate, Levitate
Got no wings still I levitate
Man I swear ya fake,and I celebrate
Cause Im more stars than stars can rate
[Hook ERA&RAE]
[ERA]
Im on the road to self destruction (uh)
Yall can't tell me nothing though
Im on the road to self destruction I know
Yeah I'mma do the fuck I want
[RAE]
If you ain't got no money
You ain't got no cash
You ain't no real player
And you dont get no ass
You ain't got no car
And you ain't got no job
To all my po' pimpin' niggas this right here for yall
