Get Your Cuffs Out (feat. Prank)

[Verse 1: Jay Ant]
Why these niggas don't trust me?
(They mad?)
So why these niggas don't trust me?
(They mad?)
But I heard of a female
I got 'em on their toes like retail
Me and this Sacaro niggas don't get along
He mad about a broad that I don't even want
Mad about a broad that I didn't even hit
I might as well hit since he talking shit
I wasn't even tripping, I was on the grind
I guess he mad at me 'cause a nigga own her mind
Nigga could've hit me, I ain't hard to find
But if he wanna run his mouth
I got the finish line
Imma player, I don't fuck around with S.I.M.P. niggas
I hang around squares, real niggas, pimp strippers
Keep on talking
You gonna see where all that shit gets you
I fuck around and really take it
And she won't miss it

[Hook]
Weird nigga, I don't want your bitch
Lame nigga, I don't want your bitch
Weird nigga, I don't want your bitch
Lame nigga, I don't want your bitch
But she want me
And I'm gone give her what she wants
If you keep fucking with me
So get your cuffs out nigga
Get your cuffs out nigga

[Verse 2: Prank]
Take stubs, direct deposit and plain flights
Knocked a bitch
Fucked a bitch on the same night
This is the life
They think it's all good
Stopping these sad tears, doing what they wish they could
They front while I'm stunting so it's nothing to me
I'm on my way to where they never could be
Like fuck a punk bitch
Or make the cake flip since they wore A six
Never basics
Sticking to this Bay shit
Money first, haters can die broke, enough said
Tryina stop a nigga shine, tell him I ain't done yet
Top dollar, top shelf, wearing the best linens
Give me one reason I should trip off niggas winning
Imma winner
Imma get it
She looking, then why you with her?
If she peaking and I'm speaking
Forgive us, we're both sinners
Good dick, good weed, a couple compliments
Leave her alone, you know what time it is
Nigga

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Jay Ant]
I'm just a cool nigga, why you mad at me?
Matter fact you don't even know me
How you mad at me?
I don't know you so I don't speak on you
I just know you got a little freak on you
Cuff that, if you want that
I touch that
She told you she'll never leave her baby
Don't trust that
Fuck that, you better stop tripping
Nigga fall back
Before I take all that
Remember that I caught that
And she love you, nigga, s
She don't place no one above you, nigga
I don't mean she ain't fucking with me
So you better stop fucking with me
Step your game up and I don't mean Nintendo
I'm by a window, smoking on that extendo
Enjoying my view
Weird nigga, I ain't worried about you
(Uh)