High lyrics

[Intro]
Man
This happened one, two, three times too much
These dumb ass n*ggas

[Chorus]
n*ggas ain't sh*t, come up in your crib
All up in your fridge, can't pay rent
Look at what you did, listen to your friends
When they say n*ggas ain't sh*t, 'cause
n*ggas ain't sh*t, come up in your crib
All up in your fridge, can't pay rent
Look at what you did, listen to your friends
When they say n*ggas ain't sh*t, 'cause

[Verse 1]
You can say that again
n*ggas is square like Madison
I can't even really get mad at them
They fall, then I gotta facepalm
Shook him like an 8-ball and it’s embarrassin'
Can't pay tax, shoulda wrote a book, coulda made a bag
But he broke and he still waitin' 'til I can chill
And he really think I'ma get back to him
Doin' too much, rеlax a bit
Actin' like that 'cause your dad's a b*tch
Must be thе way that the planets is
Must be your face 'cause it's not your di*k
I’m a freak, not a masochist
Shoulda' known you had the baddest b*tch
Left on read and can't give head
Baby, you ain't sh*t, eat a laxative