Itchin' - DJ Infamous, Future, Young Jeezy

My mama said «fuck it, nigga, hit the streets and live»

Got some crack in the corner and I did what I did

The neighbors they don’t like me, I got J’s at the door

Told my grandma I don’t need a bed, I’m sleeping on the floor

Got my tool and my blow, them my two main hoes

Me and all my woes stick together like the Zoes

Sak Pase, who got the yay for the lows?

And I keep birds with me like I’m straight out Hollygrove

My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper

My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper

I’m riding round the city and I got my calculator

I’m a mothafuckin' monster wen it come to getting that paper (aye)

My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper

My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper

I’m riding round the city and I got my calculator

I’m a mothafuckin' monster wen it come to getting that paper (aye)

I’m a dog, and I eat that dog food

I’m a G, I put red on all my shoes

Come and see my la familia got peru

And I plead not guilty until proved

Got more birds than the zoo

Got chickens in the coup

Got shottas that’ll shoot

And I stay on DJ Screw

When you drop it, it coming back like DJ Clue

I make a profit, I can go and buy a school

Ima A1 nigga can’t lose

Free Band Gang put you on the news

Then hit Blue Flames shoot pool

Put 20 in my tru’s thats 20,000 fool

I put a play together, like Peyton Manning do

I’m rapping dope to you

My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper

My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper

I’m riding round the city and I got my calculator

I’m a mothafuckin' monster wen it come to getting that paper (aye)

My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper

My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper

I’m riding round the city and I got my calculator

I’m a mothafuckin' monster wen it come to getting that paper (aye)