Pardon Me lyrics

[Verse 1]
Look, I can tell she wanna f*ck 'cause I'm the sh*t
Should've made it to the league, I shot a shot and never missed
Every time I hit the scene, these pus*y n*ggas lookin' p*ssed
And be them same n*ggas that'll kill theyself about a b*tch
Huh, she wants a di*k to make her moan
Baby hit me on the 'Gram, she said she really love my song
I ain't heard from that lil' one b*tch 'cause I think she blocked my phone
But I ain't trippin', I'ma sh*t on all these hoеs when I get on
Look, I got a b*tch, I call her nasty ass
Evеry time you f*ck, she screamin' "Dad", like "Who your daddy at?"
Get that wide receiver 'cause I catch it when she throw it back
I'm only here to break it for her pockets, nothin' more than that
Yeah, money [?] green just like it's Piccolo
But I did the fusion, I was blue wearin' Vegeta clothes
Knockin' b*tches down just like a science kid with dominoes
If you love your b*tch, don't leave her 'round me, better keep her close
Keep her close 'cause she gon' bust it open
Her sh*t don't get wet for you, but for me, her sh*t a ocean
Know she like the way a n*gga do it, beat it like I own it
She think she Beyoncé 'cause she wanna let me check up on it

[Bridge]
Look, let me knock that lil' sh*t out the gym
If we bein' honest, I been pullin' hoes since I was 10
If you f*ck with a [?], b*tch, I'ma f*ck all of your friends
Never trippin' 'bout a b*tch 'cause they gon' f*ck with me and twin
[Verse 2]
She gon' f*ck on him, then f*ck on you
Wait, she ain't done, 'cause that b*tch gon' f*ck me too
That b*tch is a goer, so you need to let her go
And her name be ringin' bells, I heard sh*t go coast to coast
Damn, you n*ggas strong on me, these hoes, but it ain't me
I be hittin' b*tches back to back, or both
HBz, if I ever f*ck your b*tch boy I ain't know
If she know 'bout me and Cinco, that might mean she f*cked us both
Honestly, I'm just kiddin', if we did, it was a accident
Never trust a b*tch, these b*tches nasty, that's on God and 'em
But back to gettin' money, tryna pull off in that Cullinan
I can't wait 'til the day I get to ball out with my potna dem
Yeah, n*ggas gone minute for the racks
When I make it big, that's the day these b*tches double back
I ain't coverin' sh*t, I just wanna f*ck, don't get attached
For every b*tch that did me wrong, I'm diggin' deep on tit for tat
I ain't nowhere near famous, but I'm gettin' kinda known
I done heard a lot of n*ggas say they know me, and I don't know 'em
Ain't that sh*t crazy, 'cause n*ggas used to make fun of my songs
Play my sh*t inside the function, bet them n*ggas sing along (Ugh)
Heh, heard he told me, "Stay up out the field"
He said that makin' music might just be my way to make a mil
If you a Cali, then you know it's summertime, this sh*t get real
But I'm just tryna make it out, thinkin' 'bout signin' a deal
n*ggas want more than me, be mad at 'bout a b*tch like what you hating on
I don't get these n*ggas, I'm just tryna get my boogie on
I did you a favor, I just told your b*tch to leave me alone
But I ain't even want her, I'm just tryna get my money long
[Outro]
Yeah, alright, this motherf*ckin' man
Miss motherf*ckin' as*h*le, yeah
I don't care why these n*ggas be hatin' on me, man
I don't do this sh*t to nobody
I'm just tryna get rich, touch a couple dollars, f*ck some b*tches
Why you mad at the b*tch 'cause she wanna f*ck me?
n*gga
These n*ggas lame