Can’t a young nigga get money anymore? (Ahh!) Tell PETA my mink is draggin’ on the floor (Ahh!) Can I have a bad bitch wit’out no flaws Come to meet me wit’out no drawers?
Dinner with Anna Wintour (Whoa!), racin’ wit’ Anja Rubik (Whoa!) I told you ma’fuckers it was more than the music In the projects one day to Project Runway We done heard all that loud-ass talkin’, we used to it I’m from where shorties fucked up, double-cupped up Might even kill somebody and YouTube it So whoever think they words affect me is too stupid And if you could do it better than me, then you do it We flyer than the parakeet, floatin’ wit’ no parachute Six thousand-dollar pair of shoes, we made it to the Paris news! Don’t talk about style, ‘cause I embarrass you Shut the fuck up when you talk to me, for I embarrassed you
Can’t a young nigga get money anymore? (Ahh!) Tell PETA my mink is draggin’ on the floor (Ahh!) Can I have a bad bitch wit’out no flaws Come to meet me wit’out no drawers?
And the whole industry wanna fuck yo’ old chick Only nigga I got respect for is Wiz And I’ll admit, I fell in love with Kim (Hunh?) ‘Round the same time she had fell in love wit’ him (Whuh) Well, that’s cool, baby girl, do ya thing Lucky I ain’t have Jay drop ‘im from the team (Whuh) La familia (La familia), Roc Nation (Roc Nation) We in the buildin’, but still keep it basement (Whoa) We flyer than the parakeet, floatin’ wit’ no parachute Six thousand-dollar pair of shoes, I made it to the Paris news! Don’t talk about style, ‘cause I embarrass you Shut the fuck up when you talk to me, for I embarrassed you G.O.O.D. Music, and fresh, we fresh Anything else, we detest, detest Bitch-ass niggas got ass and breasts All that said, lemme ask this quest’
Can’t a young nigga get money anymore? (Ahh!) Tell PETA my mink is draggin’ on the floor (Ahh!) Can I have a bad bitch wit’out no flaws Come to meet me wit’out…
Don’t talk to me ‘bout style, nigga, I’ll ma’fuckin’ embarrass you Talkin’ ‘bout clothes, I’ll ma’fuckin’ embarrass you Hollin’ ‘bout some hoes, I’ll ma’fuckin’ embarrass you Way too cold, I promise you’ll need some Theraflu
(DJ Pharris) This Chicago, nigga! Southside, we in this bitch! Eastside, Crazy, blow that loud! Low End, 39th, the Ickes! 47th Street, Broadfield Park 79th! Stony Island! Cape Town, and Wild Hunnids! This Chi-town! Dro City! The Village! Harbee World! O-Block! 64th and Normal! 64th and King Drive, what up!? 83rd! Cottage Grove! The Gardens! This Chicago, nigga! The Dearborns! 55th! Cabrini Greens! Terror Town! Westside! Pocket Town! It’s Chicago! Harcy to the Ida B. Wells! Lawn City! The Lama! London Town! Chiraq, Drillinois! It’s DJ Pharris, fuck around and get embarrassed!