From the Bottom lyrics

[Intro]
Oof

[Verse 1]
So much medicine in me, I'm like a pharmacy
I stay at the W, you n*ggas at the Double Tree
Baby I'm just f*ckin' you, you know you get no love from me
f*ck n*gga ran up (Yeah), thank God I had my gun on me
I ain't gon' stop for nobody
I don't love you, I just love on your body
I kick that sh*t like I'm doin' karate
Gun'll stretch you out, my choppa Pilates
f*ck with my money, I catch me a body
I'm in the studio, don't do parts
Put your guns in the air n*gga, let's get gnarly
Suck me good, let's get naughty
b*tch it's on, b*tch it's poppin'
b*tch it's crackin', b*tch it's brackin'
You n*ggas ain't 'bout that action
My hand stay on my ratchet
I grew up really trappin'
Ran up the money, ran up the bag
You n*ggas all in my way
I'm in my prime, I'm in my bag
None of you n*ggas are f*ckin' with me
Perc' 3-0 to the face, uh
Take another one in a minute, uh
Put my di*k in her face, uh
She wanna have my son, I'm tempted, uh
Look at the sauce, I'm drippin', uh
I may take your b*tch for a minute, uh
n*gga, be realistic, uh
She want a real n*gga
Kill Bill she'll kill for me, woah, woah
Lil' Bill with the pills, I be so gone
Choppa with extendos, uh, ain't no weave
b*tch I'm poppin' Perkys, smokin' weed
I'm servin' sh*t like an entrée, huh
Three K on my wrist, that's an André
Single ladies, stand up like Beyoncé
Finger f*ck forty-five for the foreplay
You got your b*tch somethin' off Zara
I'm finna take my b*tch to Dolce, for four days
Hundred bands split four ways
n*gga, I'm on a roll
I f*ck that b*tch up in Cali', pus*y so good had to go get me some more
My n*ggas still in the trenches, pull and kick doors, f*ck n*gga get on the floor
I'm tryna get they ass out of the hood and into the good life
You know I roll with the sinister gang, I feel like Suge Knight
Choppa got a burn like incense
Been a real n*gga since I was an infant
Tony Hawk on my grind, no trick tip
Damn right, I'ma hit 'em with a kickflip
Bad b*tch and another f*ckin' mistress
Ooh, I love when I hit it
Ooh, I love when I'm in it
Ooh, she all in my mentions
Huh, huh, huh, b*tches all up in my mansion
Uh-huh, flex, uh, I'm feelin' like I am Samson
Huh, I'm hard, uh, my n*gga harder than granite, uh
I'm finna rule the planet, uh
n*gga, it's Juice the planet
[Interlude]
Yeah, uh-huh, uh, yeah, oh
f*ck that ho, yeah, wait, let it go, huh, yeah
I do white, I do red, I do purple, huh, yeah
I serve green, I serve brown, I serve yellow, huh, yeah

[Verse 2]
I remember in the trap I was whippin' bricks
Jesse White with the work, I was flippin' it
Want some smoke, then we get your ass cancer quick, man
Choppa hit your chest, bullets cancerous, yeah
Mama mad at me, I'm smokin' cancer sticks, yeah
I'm a millionaire, mama deal with it, yeah
Life is hard to swallow, take a pill with it, yeah
Depression on my shoulder but I live with it, yeah
I done came up from the bottom, yeah
Magnum in my pocket, that's a gun and a condom, yeah
Snakes in the grass, anaconda, yeah
Feel like Drake or some' 'cause I Started from the Bottom, yeah