Outro lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayo, Donovan, heat that up)
(Say Breezy)

[Chorus]
Say, f*ck my critics, b*tch, they wan' see me dead or in the prison
Keep my bro when on the road and smart enough to tuck that glizzy
f*ck the critics, f*ck the blogs, f*ck the police, f*ck all y'all
Thuggin' with my gang, forever screamin', "n*gga, we ball"

[Verse 1]
Don just blessed the beat
In Atlanta with three sticks, I flew 'em out, three separate rooms, two of 'em for Heavy, one for me
You know I'm a shootin' star, so I keep shooters when I creep
I don't want no scrubs, I bet we make your water fall you play with me
Hey, baby, baby, baby, we go way back like TLC
I'm Clark Street so much, I don't know if I'm in industry or in the street
Still lil' Meech and Larry just to front you or serve you a P
I ain't even gotta put on none of my jewelry, they gon' notice me

[Chorus]
Say, f*ck my critics, b*tch, they wan' see me dead or in the prison
Keep my bro when on the road and smart enough to tuck that glizzy
f*ck the critics, f*ck the blogs, f*ck the police, f*ck all y'all
Thuggin' with my gang, forever screamin', "n*gga, we ball"
[Verse 2]
Ayy, diamonds on my neck, yeah, pimp these hoes for sex
She don't know this a hot car, I ain't change the VIN yet
Hey, this Draco come from Pakistan, I shoot, can't hold it steady
SK look like a guitar tip, but that b*tch hold a machete (Ah, damn, the beat done?)