4 tha Record - Lil B

You can fuck my bitch, not the BasedGod’s bitch

Might go to East Oakland and that dope fiend rental

Still got TVs with them four flats in it

I know the underworld, I was raised up in it

Might sell off your daughter if the price is right

Backdoor your family and take your life

Backdoor your wife, backdoor your kids

I’m the young pretty bitch, hoe you know what it is

In Castro Valley walking out that alley

Self made boss bitch take this pack

Nigga take this case cause I ain’t gon' take it

I will not snitch, bitch I’ll strip you naked

Call me Lil Boss with that XO bars

Saying fuck the Weeknd, I can’t sing that soft (Figaro!)

I still know the struggle I get so jealous (Figaro!)

Still up in that good with that mini mansion

Mmm, pick which one

With that five tip of gun

A lot of suckers fake so I can’t respect it

Fuck the Weeknd, put that on record

Still flash on bitches and I flash on niggas

One man army, it’s the bitch mob, nigga

A lot of suckers fake so I can’t respect it

Fuck the Weeknd, put that on record

Still flash on bitches and I flash on niggas

One man army, it’s the bitch mob, nigga

A lot of niggas died and I felt that pain

Put a bitch down, I ain’t saying no names

Ride around town in that all black gas mask

Niggas really love me, they’ll fuck you in the ass

Ain’t nothing funny with that can’t stop money

Bitch mob over here, bitch mob get gully

I got that young nigga with that .45 body rock

Moi baby, brrrang-thang bitch mob

But I sell pussy and that cocaine burn

Flashing on bitches, loop hole that run

She love loop hole bitch check that money

Charging every groupie hoe ain’t nothing funny

I’m not Santa, I’m not Martin

I really wanna know bitch how much you charging

I go out of state for that green count cutter

Charging every hoe, set up your mother

Yeah bitch set up your brother

Karma is a bitch so I took that smother

Everything I do got letters and numbers

L wanna creep tryna do something under

Word around town bitch mob, I’ll smoother

Still selling Jerry like them Richmond stunters

In a Lexus coupe like my Richmond brothers

Knock a bitch out, I keep it one hunnid

Lil B

A lot of suckers fake so I can’t respect it

(It's all real man, I really feel this)

Fuck the Weeknd, put that on record

(Fuck with the kid baby, fuck with me, you know what I’m saying)

One man army, it’s the bitch mob, nigga

(Every day man, for all these suckas, all that bullshit ain’t gon fly

You know what I’m saying, I see you stealing swag)

Fuck the Weeknd, put that on record

(So it’s cool, I’m coming let that shit slide)

One man army, it’s the bitch mob nigga

(I don’t give a fuck if you singing, I don’t give a fuck if you rapping

If you stealing swag, you stealing swag

Lil B, he changed the game with this shit

Like I said from the streets number one unsigned artist ever

One time for the one time

Like I said Lil B fuck with me

What’s up world

Oakland what’s up

West Oakland, East Oakland what’s up

North Oakland what it do

Sacramento what it do)