Hell nah, I don't wanna hear this I just spent two bands on Rick And her heart, I gotta fix that In my mind, with the Rick, they mismatched I get my lick back He get popped like a T-Tac And her tongue goin' zig-zag We gon' bring them guns, I'll give him hell Yeah, hell yeah, uh Yeah, hell yeah, ooh Yeah, hell yeah And I move the pack through the mail And this guy's good enough to sell ya He tryna be like us and I can tell ya He tryna be like us but that boy fail, yeah Uh, yeah, hell yeah Uh, yeah, hell yeah Uh, yeah, hell yeah Uh, yeah, hell yeah Uh, yeah, hell yeah Uh, yeah, hell yeah Uh, yeah, hell yeah Uh, yeah, hell yeah I'm 5'7", I stand on my money, I'm tall And no, I don't hoop, but I swear I could ball And no, I don't love you, girl, I ain't fall She do her lil' show, but she do the full song I ain't leavin' no witness, don't care what you saw Promise I used to be broke, but now that I'm up, I'm a bullet, see, I can hit all I'm gon' take it up, Pluto Promise you gon' keep it true, though When I'm older, buy a two-door Or a four, I got some money, but I want some more A wheel, tell him, check the score You pin my phone, you gon' get ignored I scored and I'm fine for my single, Lord Hell nah, I don't wanna hear this I just spent two bands on Rick Her, her heart, I gotta fix that Put him out with the Rick, they mismatched I get my leg back He get popped like a T-Tec And her taco is zig-zag We gon' bring them guns, I'll give him hell Yeah, hell yeah, uh Yeah, hell yeah, ooh, yeah, hell yeah And I moved up, passed through the mail And this gas, good enough to sell, yeah You tryna be like us and I can tell, yeah You tryna be like us, but that boy fail, yeah Uh, yeah, hell yeah Can't go back, can't go back Can't go back, can't go back