"Pissed Me Off" lyrics

Twenty-four hours, shackles on my ankles
In that dirty-ass van, that bitch smell stanky
They say that money come with problems, I had more 'fore I was famous
The music all I need, I really cut off all my fingers
How much of M's is it? I can't even count on all my fingers
On my toes, neither
Gang geeked, poured a pint in 'bout four liters
Gang geeked, in the whip, got 'bout four heaters
Lil' bro, put the Glock down, bitch, I'm tryna beat him
Did all that talkin' online, now I'm tryna see him
Havin' withdrawals, baby girl on all fiendin'
She only wear drawls, hol' up, baby ain't a creamer
K on me in the booth, I'm ready to face a cracker
I don't beef with lil' boys, pull up, beat the baby out you
I got my own back, I don't need you to save a cracker
So many drugs in my body, got a crazy bladder
Bitch
I ain't worried 'bout shit since I got rich
Huh-huh, lil' baby a bird, ostrich
Huh-huh, I wasn't even mad, I just got pissed

Huh-huh-huh, can't even blame you, bitch
Tried to play with me with my motherfuckin' money, bitch, I ain't even had a pot to piss
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout? This our work every motherfuckin' year, I'm talkin' 'bout
Night and day, blood, sweat, and tears

Bitch, this chain on my neck cost me a fifty
Walked outside the show, I'm out here signin' bitches' titties
Draky on my lap, this bitch here cost a pretty penny
Talkin' 'bout brand new 1700, flood the engine
Huh-huh-huh, I might Durk lil' bitch tomorrow
Red tip leave you empty, this bitch right here filled with hollows
.308, the biggest shit, this bitch'll make you hollow
Huh-huh, bitch, I ain't your BD, I ain't makin' a bottle
Huh-huh-huh, bitch, don't make it a problem
Huh-huh, I ain't never had no issue, I was just makin' a dollar
Huh-huh, way too many sons, I ain't even got no father
This shit I'm cookin' got my elbow in it, Vince Carter
Put my foot in it, it's a, huh-huh
Put my foot in it, huh-huh
Kick a door down, put my foot in it, I'm talkin' 'bout both of 'em
Go one foot in, these guys peons