Role Models

Mobile Alabama this is Rich Boy city
Well, let the foot watch me and lil' Rich gettin' in hoes' ears
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
'Bama bred backwood, niggas, we so trill
(We be smokin')
This is a motherfuckin' stick up
I was fuckin' them the bitches in the back of the school
Half pints to half a gallon, we drank the whole bottle
I see the kids wanna rap like me
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it

And I ain't got shit to do wit' yo' kids
What it is? Damn right, we ain't a role model
Lil' nigga, fuck school, cop five mo' bricks

Fuckin' wit' my country cousin and them, from Mobile

We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
My niggas ignorant, foolish bunch of belligerents

And the bricks get flipped 'cause we close to the water
If ya ain't gettin' ya dope from me, nigga, ya oughta
We ain't role models
I fucked the mayor's daughter, he hate it when I call her
It ain't shit you can tell me about Lil' Rich

Then lay down the whole place
This is a motherfuckin' stick up
Let me welcome you to my world, Chevy's and dirt roads
I'll fall off at the club, like the thang on my waist, yeah

We hit the VIP, pullin' bitches and spillin' shit
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it

But I'm still ridin' 'round in that Beamer that he bought her
(We be fuckin' these hoes)
Hangin' wit' the convicts and my boy attitude
We ain't role models
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
Get a Swisher, lit it, switchin' on some killa shit
So I ain't a fuckin' clan I'll split yo' wig

Right there in between Florida and Mississippi
I'll fall off at the club, like the thang on my waist, yeah

There she go now but I'm busy
This is a motherfuckin' stick up

Around in my hood, boys fillin' graves up
Fuck you studio gangstas, niggas reppin' on beats
I see you ballin', yeah, what's up?

We ain't role models
My uncle doin' fed down in Talladega, bitch
Niggas talkin' that shit, see the Techs raise up
Big trucks, niggas gettin' they swerve on
Then lay down the whole place
Look, Rich Boy quit doin' hardcore shit
(We be drankin')
So if it seem like I'm buzzin', I'm sholliz

'Cause ya see me wit' the bitches livin' life on TV
I see you ballin', yeah, what's up?

We ain't role models
Gettin' money on the other side of town

Cheap liquor, pimp niggas that work hoes
I'll fall off at the club, like the thang on my waist, yeah
Poke out your chest, ball up ya fist, buddy, ya still a bitch
I see you ballin', yeah, what's up?
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
'Cause Rich Boy ain't a role model for them bastards
You better take ya lil' kids to the pastor
Can't you tell, motherfucker, I was raised by the streets?

We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
Then lay down the whole place

That's why them hoes holla, they know them 'bout a dollar
Country niggas ain't slow, fuck what you heard, homes
And they might get to ride Impala, if them bitches swa