Tell Them MF's We Made It (Produced By Tabu)

Now what the hell should I care about nothing

I'm Paramount f**k it bring the McLaren out

She gets sky miles the way I air 'em out

French connection I Paris my whereabouts

You still in your parents' house

I'm with a vixen hard nipples and the cherry blouse

No pants derriere is out

I call it honeymoon without the marriage vows

I f**k with some street killers and D-dealers

We out to market everything even 3 wheelers

I f**k with some blunt smokers and E-pillers

You don't like us so what the freaks feel us

Onion booty and some yoga pants

She got that won't you come bend me over stance

I got paper and she over stamps

I got a message for the haters man

Tell them muhf**kas we made it

Tell them muhf**kas we made it

Tell them muhf**kas we made it

Tell them muhf**kas we made it

Live good still hood

Grind hard like a real nigga should

1 hunnid stay true

Let 'em know tell them muhf**kas we made it

Yeah tell them muhf**kas we made it

Johnny Blue tell them muhf**kas we faded

Middle finger you and them mothaf**kas who hate it

Still sleeping on us leave them suckas sedated

By the time they wake up probably flying to Jamaica

On my birthday gettin' my cake up

You dudes Hollywood say what

I call you virtual sex you fake f**ks

I don't think you want a problem

I'm Andy Warhol and choke on boardwalk

I'm awesome when I draw guns

Be somewhere in Boston when the law come

With a bad bitch and she know it's pimpin'

Her accent is like Lois Griffin

The Lord's prayer over roasted chicken

Some red wine let's toast to livin'

Tell them muhf**kas we made it

Tell them muhf**kas we made it

Tell them muhf**kas we made it

Tell them muhf**kas we made it

Live good still hood

Grind hard like a real nigga should

1 hunnid stay true

Let 'em know tell them muhf**kas we made it

Breaking news we making moves

You new niggas listen pay your dues

Don't be a dive artist or you play to lose

Kick you while you down in my favorite shoes

Box me you need a drug test

Box full of shells let's have a slug fest

Then I tell your ho put on her f**k dress

Give me brains for fame that's success

The best revenge and this is murder now

You talk behind my back and I ain't even turn around

Ants to a giant I ain't even heard a sound

Attitude up I ain't finna turn it down

VH1 bitch in a black Carerra

Gettin' Viacom pussy in this ratchet era

F**k her weave up and her black mascara

Then pass by my haters blowin' Jack Herera

Tell them muhf**kas we made it

Tell them muhf**kas we made it

Tell them muhf**kas we made it

Tell them muhf**kas we made it

Live good still hood

Grind hard like a real nigga should

1 hunnid stay true

Let 'em know tell them muhf**kas we made it