Boy Please lyrics

[Intro]
You're like born a hater
You know, like myself. Lotta cats they be hating, you know, I'm mad at everything. Brother got a nice car, why you got a car? Man I only got one car. Why you got three cars for all that? Man that's played out, man. I hate on a n*gga till he's totally broke and ain't got nothing like me, you know what I'm saying? Cause yeah, that's what real hating is all about

[Verse 1]
n*ggas ain't eating, they be starving
A full plate with the steak and the garlic
Only difference is n*gga goin harder
I was broke like them, they was hating regardless
Don't be mad I'm big dawg, lil pit
Don't be mad the hoe choosе a lil pimp
Brodie playing, pour a four in that sh*t
He try to imitate, hе know he not this
Oh you mad yall the same and I'm in my own lane?
The hoes gotta deal with me cause they know I won't change
Yeah, she say it's ice in my veins
Yeah, oh ight
n*ggas calling on my phone tryna peace treat
Man I ain't tryna hear it, b*tch we kill beef
n*gga bought a lil gun so he could feel street
n*ggas ain't pop sh*t but a pill, please

[Hook]
Yeah
You n*ggas ain't dangerous enough to be speaking on me, boy please
Don't you know I am the man with the plan and I touch a bankroll with ease?
And I see you tryna claim that b*tch, don't claim that hoe, that skeez
And we the type to snatch a n*gga up
Don't give a f*ck if he begging to leave

[Verse 2]
Don't you know I had the b*tch tryna suck a n*gga di*k and I passed that up?
Imma type of n*gga to take a couple losses
I ain't trippin, get my cash back up
Imma pull up in Dior, imma score, fashion
Imma pull up on yo block with a chop, you can have it
Pull up on yo block with a Glock and a mask
Hop out the whip, no c*ck, just blast
Type of situation make you sh*t on yourself
You know you been a hating b*tch if you remember yourself
Real n*ggas gon' respect me regardless
Probably mad cause I beat you up in the apartment
I be laughing at these n*ggas
Man these n*ggas is a joke, don't act like you don't know
And all you clown ass n*ggas, fake down ass n*ggas could be part of the show

[Hook]
Yeah
Why you n*ggas ain't dangerous enough to be speaking on me, boy please
Don't you know I am the man with the plan and I touch a bankroll with ease?
And I see you tryna claim that b*tch, don't claim that hoe, that skeez
And we the type to snatch a n*gga up
Don't give a f*ck if he begging to leave
[Verse 3]
Your b*tch ass better call your big brother
And we heard you called the police from your mother
Yeah, that's a fun fact
Like you tryin to patch it up, boy who does that?
I really only got time for the Rollie
I really only shoot my shot like I'm Kobe
Man I really know n*ggas, they don't know me
Cause if they knew me, they know they couldn't hold me
Why you turn the heat up, I'm in a deep freeze
I'm with a brown blonde b*tch, no [?]
You n*ggas wanna play games, that's what it's finna be
You n*ggas gotta do a lot to get rid of me

Can't be serious man
n*ggas crazy than a motherf*cker dawg
Man you lame ass n*ggas know what's up with us n*gga
Stop hiding b*tch

[Hook]
Yeah
Why you n*ggas ain't dangerous enough to be speaking on me, boy please
Don't you know I am the man with the plan and I touch a bankroll with ease?
And I see you tryna claim that b*tch, don't claim that hoe, that skeez
And we the type to snatch a n*gga up
Don't give a f*ck if he begging to leave