ATM - Nick Catchdubs, Mr. Muthafuckin' eXquire, Tittsworth

Hey!

My name is Mr. Muthafuckin' eXquire

And I’m not rappin' for a basketball team

I’m not rappin' to keep myself out of trouble

(I like trouble, I enjoy trouble)

I’m rappin' for the mothafuckin' money

Black medallions on my neck‚ Shaka Zulu with the TEC

Fat nigga in the gym‚ now I got a little peck

I like my hoes with six packs‚ slim lookin' like they sweat

Breath Doublemint fresh, doin' yoga with a neck (Rep, rep)

I do this for the set

Gang-gang‚ let my nuts hang so watch where you step

I don’t do this for respect, I just do this for the checks

Pop Moët corks, bubbles splashin'‚ spillin' on her breasts

Went from noodles in the 'jects to watchin' Hulu on a jet

Do your Googles flow as voodoo, wrote this on a shrunken head

Bitch, I’m fresh, I never lam, Porsche is green like Peter Pan, or

Eggs and ham, 'cause Sam-I-Am, yes, I am the man, whore

Hey-hey, me

Hey-hey-hey-hey

Hey, me

Hey, you, hey, me

Hey-hey

Hey-hey-hey-hey

Hey, me

Hey, you, hey, me

Gold medallions on my neck like Rakim in '86

Bomaye for president, y’all should play this on cassette

Chubby nigga in the gym, workin' on his triceps

Lift your bitch when we fucked, she could feel it in her chest

Chocolate rabbit, I’d die for the set

Anyone that come against gettin' Super Soaker drenched

I don’t do this for respect, bitch, I do this for the clique

Clicquot pop bubbles, drippin', spillin' on her tits

Flip that EBT through a black hole

MetroCard to a Rolls Royce, an Uber to a Bent'

And I didn’t sell my soul, so they never got a cent

Money oozin' out my pores like it’s loud through a vent, whore

Hey-hey, me

Hey-hey-hey-hey

Hey, me

Hey, you, hey, me

Hey-hey

Hey-hey-hey-hey

Hey, me

Hey, you, hey, me