Payback (P's And Q's)

I meet my forb at the corner store

Me and niggaz rapping out here, I just want it more

Turn the music down, you can hear my stomach roar

Bagged a hundred bitches last year

Just bagged a hundred more



They hatin' but everything that goes

Comes back sticky green fun pack

Jewellery make me hump back



Back packers want that

And they ain't 'bout the diamonds shit

He gon' commercial

Who the fuck you think you rhyming with?



I got the drama kid and my Obama whip

Bitches running up on my stage, 'lil' mama shit

'Lil' mama thick and my time is slim

Come 'bout thirty minutes after I put the condom in



I'm gettin' to the dough

Louie on my foot

Put the metal to the floor

Is all a nigga know



Payback, don't come around here disrespecting

We don't take that

I'm on my leathers every second



And my hearts so cold and I don't trust a soul

It's funny how the bullshit goes you never know

Payback don't come around here disrespecting

We don't take that

I'm on my leathers every second



They crown me with the punch hat, who better?

I hit red skins, smoke green and spit blue pepper

Benz blue leather, jet cool weather

Cool meaning hot, so I don't need the top



Calm down, breathe and stop

Start and I'ma skip your pulse

Mister, my life's the shit

Calamari shrimp and boats



C-notes, 5 Ferrari, different coast

I'ma suits 'em up, probably ain't gotta lift my toes

I shut my dogs on 'em like Jehova Witness

I done made it to the top like I said

I told you bitches



They don't really want me

They just want my riches

So motherfuck the law

Friends, cousins and sisters



I'm gettin' to the dough

Louie on my foot

Put the metal to the floor

Is all a nigga know



Payback, don't come around here disrespecting

We don't take that

I'm on my leathers every second



And my hearts so cold and I don't trust a soul

Its funny how the bullshit goes you never know

Payback don't come around here disrespecting

We don't take that

I'm on my leathers every second



I turn the club to TV, come dancing with the stars

Than I'm in ya ear, in her ear, amping a ménage

Nigga make the money, but never knew how it felt

In a hundred pair pants, that's a hundred different belts



Dress kills, chronic helps, pussy just for the moment

Ballin' like a Hornet, see I get it, I want it

Everybody knows, heat hurts, she got to show me first

Magician, but I can turn them to a Holy Ghost



You can bring two, three, four of them, the wars won

Tick-tock boom, make 'em all run, come on, son

Big talks just talk, I let my money bark

Put my Ferrari in park, give them a running start



Go, 'cause I don't feel a single drop of pressure

No, he go strap foreign guap collector

He better stop all the hate, he know my ends straight

I clap your girl, make the bed break, leak the sex tape



I'm gettin' to the dough

Louie on my foot

Put the metal to the floor

Is all a nigga know



Payback, don't come around here disrespecting

We don't take that

I'm on my leathers every second



And my hearts so cold and I don't trust a soul

Its funny how the bullshit goes you never know

Payback don't come around here disrespecting

We don't take that

I'm on my leathers every second



I'm gettin' to the dough

Louie on my foot

Put the metal to the floor, is all a nigga know



Payback, don't come around here disrespecting

We don't take that

I'm on my leathers every second



And my hearts so cold and I don't trust a soul

Its funny how the bullshit goes you never know

Payback don't come around here disrespecting

We don't take that

I'm on my leathers every second