80%

[Intro]
What? (Niggas got this shit twisted)
What? (Real talk)
What?

[Verse 1]
I'm feeling like they forgot
80% percent of these bitches is thots
I'm with some criminals, we 'bout to plot
Dawg, I be killin 'em when my shit drop
Friends be envious of what you got
Tens be giving headaches a lot
Niggas, they wish I just set on the block
Fuck all my goals and fuck what I see
All of that pain I suffered from E
Flew to my LA show, just you and P
Damn, I never thought you was gon' leave
Damn, I never thought I'd have a key
To my own place, got a bed, I could sleep
Low key they hate so I'm keeping it brief
I'm chasing paper in rentals, that's me
I'm tryna wake up, it feel like a dream
Getting my cake up, let's see what it bring
Don't like her make up, uh, uh
Don't liker her with make up, I told her come plain
Seen this shit break up, just look at the gang (Look at the gang, damn)
Just look how it is, just look how it change (Real talk)

[Chorus]
Niggas, they must've forgot
For years, I been in this shit, I been hot (These niggas forgot)
Niggas, they must've forgot
All the hoes in the city I fucked, they was thots (All the hoes ain't shit)
Niggas, they must've forgot
Man, I get down and gritty, I kept me a Glock
Niggas, they left me to rot (Damn)
I ain't gon stop (I mean)

[Verse 2]
I just hit up Marcus, I told 'em let's get this cracking, I'm coming my hardest
Don't talk to my sister, some bullshit had happened, but fuck it, I got you regardless
Think I need therapy 'cause I be blacking, but I'm tryna get through the darkness
Niggas complain about what I be charging
Fuck you then, nigga, don't get it, let's chalk it (Real rap)
As soon as I hit it, I'm off it
Most of these bitches be tripping they stalking (She tripping)
Sitting and talking, she bringing up other niggas, she lost it (Damn)
Now I don't feel like talking, we got a drum, better proceed with caution
Yeah. you got money, you sauceless
Don't know why me and my man departed (Damn)
Damn, our plan was shorted (It was)
I'm getting high and I pray and I wish that the fam supported (Goddamn)
Got a few P's in the bag, I use to Jansport it (The bag, you feel me?)
Got a few P's in the bag, man, I took me a chance for it (And everybody know it)

[Chorus]
Niggas, they must've forgot
For years, I been in this shit, I been hot (These niggas forgot)
Niggas, they must've forgot
All the hoes in the city I fucked, they was thots (All the hoes ain't shit)
Niggas, they must've forgot
Man, I get down and gritty, I kept me a Glock
Niggas, they left me to rot (Damn)
I ain't gon stop (I mean)