Rnb N***a

First things first, don't you ever try to dis

I'll put you in the dirt if a **** more than sick

No, I ain't no R&B Singer, no, I ain't no Rnb ****

Got **** down the hole (Jane strip)

Couple bitches on the phone (Gettin' lit)

Touch your toes, touch your toes (Do the splits)

Wipe your nose, wipe your nose

They say all you do is sing about the drugs

I said all you **** yap about is love

I'm a young heart-breaker, so what's up?

My homie, Rexy, snuck the burner in the club, goddamn, goddamn

**** see the flow then they bite, goddamn

Hating on the low but they fans on the gram

You **** whack, she never used to call me

Now she call my Zaddy

She said all you do is sing about is drugs

I said all your **** rap about is love

Girl, I'm explicit finger-fuck you in the club

I see you fallin' but I don't have time for love (Goddamn, God)

First things first, don't you ever try to dis

I'll put you in the dirt if a **** more than sick

No, I ain't no R&B Singer, no, I ain't no Rnb ****

Got **** down the hole (Jane strip)

Couple bitches on the phone (Gettin' lit)

Touch your toes, touch your toes (Do the splits)

Wipe your nose, wipe your nose (Cocaína shit)

Co-signs got you **** thinkin' you the shit

****, you ain't hot because the blogs done Tweeted it

I put that on my squad, squad, squad, we the shit

And we ain't with the talk-talk-talk, we get lit

Flew some bitches from Atlanta just for Caribana (Yeah, yeah)

She get what she wants, so she call me Santa (Yeah, yeah)

Homie, why you cryin'? 'Cause I brought your bitch

I won't even fuck her, let her wash my whip

First things first, don't you ever try to dis

I'll put you in the dirt if a **** more than sick

No, I ain't no R&B Singer, no, I ain't no Rnb ****

Got **** down the hole (Jane strip)

Couple bitches on the phone (Gettin' lit)

Touch your toes, touch your toes (Do the splits)

Wipe your nose, wipe your nose (Cocaína shit)