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What the Hell
Waka Flocka Flame
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Might as well sell a bale, what the hell, oh
I'm just a nigga with a fucking scale
Tryna stay out of jail, oh
I am just a shooter shawty, I hang out with shooters shawty
Put you in the torture rack, call me Lex Luger shawty
You can call me Jason or you call me Freddy Krueger shawty
40 Just to beat the charge, a 50 for the after party
Gucci Mane's the shooter boss, no not a producer shawty
80 Goons on your ass like some barracudas shawty
Young ass nigga with a mouth full of gold
Bitches know I'm rich as fuck
Dumb ass nigga with a mouth full of hate
Grab my K and chop him up
Still fucking 10 bitches a day
Like I'm a pornographer
Gucci Mane La Flacka can't even see your zip you had binoculars
Ice is bath water, you call it tap water
Call your girlfriend Tabitha
Everybody grabbing her, everybody stabbing her
Sucking on us like Dracula
Might as well sell a bale, what the hell, oh
I'm just a nigga with a fucking scale
Tryna stay out of jail, oh
Might as well sell a bale, what the hell, oh
I'm just a nigga with a fucking scale
Tryna stay out of jail, oh
Mid grade, mid grade
Been selling it since 7th grade
Stay with that throw away
Cellphone trap, we catching plays
50 Slabs, hundred slabs
7 Grams, half a ounce is up or down
Runnin' that, from the pack, no coming back
Shawty want a 8 ball, told her call Gucci
Trapping with my ghetto chick, work up in her coochie
Dope man Nikes, Levi's and a white tee
I fucked my money up, got it back, now they don't like me
Shawty pillow talking told me where her nigga wife be
You know that I'm shiesty, these niggas nothing like me
Money, money, I be counting hundreds
Looking for the jackers, you know that I'm gunning
Might as well sell a bale, what the hell, oh
I'm just a nigga with a fucking scale
Tryna stay out of jail, oh
Might as well sell a bale, what the hell, oh
I'm just a nigga with a fucking scale
Tryna stay out of jail, oh
I'm just trying to see another day
Yesterday it was okay
Hopefully there'll be better though
Hopefully I get some better blow
Hopefully this drought here finna go
I'm just trying to keep my hope
Hopefully I hit the lotto
I'm so tired of selling this dope
Everyday we live for the moment
Every second we do, we got to do
If I finessed you, I had to
Had to do what I had to do
You retaliate, can't be mad at you
Gotta do what you gotta do
I can't take offense to it
Still I gotta play defense
Cold hearted amphibians
These streets all of us slime
Nigga told you he ain't never thought of hitting no lick
That nigga there lying
At night I get on my knees
Free my conscious, free my mind
Lord help us find a better way
I'm so tired of committing these crimes
Might as well sell a bale, what the hell, oh
I'm just a nigga with a fucking scale
Tryna stay out of jail, oh
Might as well sell a bale, what the hell, oh
I'm just a nigga with a fucking scale
Tryna stay out of jail, oh