Muthafucka up feat. Tyga

Ymcmb rawest nggas doing it

School for the blind i don't see these nggas doing it

I'm doing it and doing it and doing it well

Nggas wanna test me boy who wanna fail

Hit you like a bully btch yeah saved by the bell

If you scared go to church i'll see you in hell

And your girl she a flip give me heads or tails

Everybody fake so i got real for sale

Gunpowder fill the air

Rappers shtting on theyself you could smell the fear

And these btches laying flowers cause the king is near

T-raw this is the new flavour in ya ear

Nggas softer than baby hair

Why you acting tough heard you work at build-a-bear

I'm a dealer all my girls come in deuce and pairs

I'm in the building i construct so light this muthafcker up

What the funk you beezys want

I'm ready to hump the car i call it ele-phunk

Trunk in the front

Man she give me good brain cause she feel dumb

I just keep going like the bunny till i feel numb

Yeah these btches want it

I put my mans on it

That 110 sup that ferrari california

Nggas want beef call me tony romo

You potatoes on the sofa

Lazy muthafckas why you ain't even trying

Rich or die trying why you nggas ain't died yet

Wings tattoo yeah forever on some fly sht

And i'm with the business skip peon with a ty clip

Stay on the flight yeah ima trip

Probably up in paradise chilling like parliaments

Flow got a boner you could say i'm on some harder sht

Bout to make the speaker buss

Crank this muthafcka up

Crank this muthafcka up

Crank this muthafcka up

Crank this muthafcka up

Okay really i get money

I get money like a btch

She ain't going nowhere but i swear that btch a trip

You see how the diamonds get to dancing

Yeah ya money short get some pants and sht

I be with a ngga with a big ol dick

Yeah i like them balls you be shooting them bricks

Fck you in the game for

Btch we up three sipping this game four

Tell em listen couple bad btchess

Out in kingston kicking up bricks and sht

Intervention btch i pay ya pension

Oh you say what i don't pay attention

Yeah these nggas want it

I put my btches on it

You know the tattoos got nicki initials on it

I put the p**sy on em cook em a pot roast

Then pull off in the ghost

Btch i do the most

What the funk you beezys want

It ain't your turn better have my money

Friday like big worm

Can't see you nggas you like a little germ

Btches know i'm excellent like mr burns

See my dck like butter churn

Baby churn and ya girl with me fo sure

That ain't your concern

She forgot about her other man she will never learn

On a mic till i die rip chick huh

Yessir colder than the pittsburgh

Winter fresher than a will smith t-shirt

These spurts coming through last king and a hearse

Ask later shoot first got shooters like dirt

When it hurts leave you losers bruised up

Bruce lee nunchucks

Toe from the floor up though

Duck rubber duck now you like oh shucks

Tell the neighbours i don't give a fck

Crank this muthafcka up