[Verse 1]
I bet these bitches faces turn blue when they see my face
If not I bet they always wanted last place
And niggas now-a-days dress alike and act alike
These niggas acting like they can't be their own type
I'm raising the bar you better add some weight
I would slice this beat some more but I already ate
Comparisons don't mean shit unless compared to greats
And i'm alreadt there save that shit cause I can't relate
I like a girl with a fat ass and nice tits
But she has to be real or she ain't shit
Got the random Nikes on cause they're fun for tricks
Said that line in two songs and I'm still the shit

[Hook]
I bet these bitches faces turn blue when they see my face
When they see my face
When they see my face
I bet these bitches faces turn blue when they see my face
When they see my face
When they see my face

[Verse 2]
Verse two verse two it's past ya curfew
I'll teach you how to write a song cause you're old news
I'm Cey Steele people love me cause I'm real
Females love the fakeness well that's cool they signed a deal
Never been fake never been the type of nigga to just hate
Never been a basic ass dude I ain't choose it that's just fate
Going round town seeing niggas "flex"
Flexing ain't shit unless you got big checks
So why don't you niggas just step back
And them shoes you got are wack
Nobody knows me except me
Got a lot of niggas that would ride for me
And got a lot of niggas that would die for me
And got a lot of haters that rely on me
So fuck you niggas and fuck you bitches
End of the day I'm still that nigga
Don't need a gun no need for a trigger
Fake thugs get the middle finger (bow)

[Hook]