Start Some Shyt

[Intro]
Great John on the beat, by the way
Look (Look)

[Verse 1]
Look, I'm a young nigga, boss winnin', pockets full of rubber bands
Bitches see me, get to forgettin' that they got a man
Heartbreaker, Glock on my hip, don't make me up again (Up again)
Glock on my hip, don't make me–, look, huh
Flexin', why you flexin', nigga? Huh
Bitch, this chopper on my hip turn you dyslexic, nigga, huh
I ain't playin', think I'm playin'? Get to wettin' shit up
I'ma chill, I see some ladies that might have my baby, huh
Bitch, huh, spent a hunnid on my necklace, nigga, huh
You reach for it, you gon' die, bitch, come and test me, nigga, huh
Yeah, we ballin', we been ballin' on those freaky hoes, huh
Shawty nasty when shе suck me, make me curl my toеs, huh
Look, I ain't no salty nigga, I know she gon' choose, huh
But catch you with my bitch, look, you better move, huh
Yeah, I like to knuckle up but bro-bro love to shoot
Every day the first of April 'cause we gon' act a fool, huh
Said this shit before, I'll say this shit again, huh
Bitch, we makin' money, don't need to make no friends
It's just me and my dawgs, we will send this bitch up
Please don't flex, I'll make a corner, they will bend this bitch up

[Chorus]
Look, better not start some shit, look, better not start some shit
Came in to get lit, don't make me up my stick, look
Better not start some shit, look, came in to get lit
Came in to get lit, nigga, don't make me up my stick, look

[Verse 2]
Tell all them dark skins, brown skins, the light skins, "I love 'em," ooh
Look, she got a man but say she love me too, huh, huh

Shorty got that bomb, look, we gon' hit the mall after
Get her what she want, then I'm in the box like FedEx
Done made her take my pinky ring
Supposed to be a player, I done fell in love with my sneaky link

Happens to the best of us, a nigga fucked my bitch
At the time I had like four of 'em, just scratch one off my list, look
I done bent a few blocks, I just bought some new chops
I just spent two-fifty up in jewels, I call it moon rocks
I can't fuck with yes-men copyin' the next man
This a wrist so pretty, I might have to pick a best, man
Niggas gettin' smoked for this shit, hold on, toasted for this shit, huh
Shots at up his back, watch him roll over and shit
Look, they thought that I switch 'cause I got famous and rich, look
Look, 'member I got cut, the opps is all in a spliff, look
Look, talk about it, talk about it, huh
Not fuckin' with the talkin', if we catch him, we white-chalkin' bodies
Have them niggas cryin', look, give that boy a hug, look
Ain't gon' be no diss tracks, come get it back in blood, huh

[Chorus]
(Better not start some shit, look, better not start some shit
Came in to get lit, don't make me up my stick, look
Better not start some shit, look, came in to get lit
Came in to get lit, nigga, don't make me up my stick, look)