Fuck T.I.

[Intro: C-Note]
Yea
Ha ha
Ayo Flip (Uh)
I had to do this one, nigga (Uh)
I like this one
Hold up

[Chorus: C-Note]
Nigga, fuck T.I
I got money 'cause that's a good enough reason to buy the things I buy
Nigga, fuck T.I
I'm on point and I can tell that you're jealous by the look in your eye
Nigga, fuck T.I
I don't care, Clover G's goin' straight to the top this year
Nigga, fuck T.I
Drop one verse and watch a nigga like me kill his whole career
Nigga, fuck T.I

[Verse 1: C-Note]
C is fresh up out the gutta
Too smooth to stutter
You niggas want trouble if you fuck with my brother
Before I leave the crib I tell my mother I love her
Grab the burner, 'cause shе ain't concerned 'cause I'm a еarner
T.I. laid it out real nice for me to burn him, we fight, it's like I'm Ike and he's Tina Turner
A privilege to ride on these celebs 'cause the nigga where I'm from don't got a problem bussin' heads
You still bussin'? Nigga buss 'bout thirty rounds and I'm still bussin'
Nigga 'bout triple plat and I'm still hustlin'
Either these niggas raps stank like boo boo
Or C-Note is cooler than the inside of an igloo
The chronic is blowin'
For the homies who got locked up in the pound
And still I'ma hold shit down

[C-Note Talking]
What?
King of the South?
More like Queen of the South, nigga

[Chorus: C-Note]
Nigga, fuck T.I
I got money 'cause that's a good enough reason to buy the things I buy
Nigga, fuck T.I
I'm on point and I can tell that you're jealous by the look in your eye
Nigga, fuck T.I
I don't care Clover G's goin' straight to the top this year
Nigga, fuck T.I
Drop one verse and watch a nigga like me kill his whole career
Nigga, fuck T.I

[Verse 2: Lil' Flip & C-Note]
Uh, you had a Kanye track and you couldn't go plat
Now you tell me who wack, BITCH!
(Nigga, fuck T.I.)
You eighty pounds nigga, you ain't grind
You twenty-two wit a receding hair line
(Nigga, fuck T.I.)
My O.G.'s don't feel yo shit so how you get nominated for a lyricist
(Nigga, fuck T.I.)
I was at The Source Awards, nigga you wan't there
So let the streets know who really scared (bitch)

[C-Note Talking]
Ha ha ha
This nigga here talkin' 'bout he free as a bird and he went to jail for tickets
Ah haaaa
I know niggas in Bankhead N they never seen your naps in the trap, nigga
Uh
Talkin' 'bout you the motherfuckin' Rubber Band Man, ye ain't never put your hand on a bird, nigga
Ah haaaa
How you hard and now you don' got jacked for your jewelry, nigga?

[Chorus: C-Note]
Nigga, fuck T.I
I got money 'cause that's a good enough reason to buy the things I buy
Nigga, fuck T.I
I'm on point and I can tell that you're jealous by the look in your eye
Nigga, fuck T.I
I don't care Clover G's goin' straight to the top this year
Nigga, fuck T.I
Drop one verse and watch a nigga like me kill his whole career
Nigga, fuck T.I