Young Thug, Big Sean, Metro Boomin - Even the Odds lyrics

Bitch, this ain't no boss, it's a boss up
Bitch, this ain't for sure, this a toss up
Bitch, this ain't Toyota, this European
Bitch she ain't no ho, she my girlfriend

Bitch, this ain't is no nap
This how I sleep
Bitch, this ain't no hobby, this how I eat
Bitch, this ain't lust, so it's love
Bitch, this ain't the connect, this the plug
Bitch, this ain't beef, this is world war
Bitch, this ain't a show, this a world tour
Bitch, you don't know me, man, you know me
Bitch, this ain't the problem
This the solution
Feelin' like my chakras aligned
From now on, call me Don
Rhymin' for days
I couldn't eat and it was not Ramadan
Niggas askin' for a cut, they
Just way out of line, thugger

Ho, this ain't no Ford, this a Maserati
This is not a movie, baby
This a real dead body
I'm on a one-way street
'bout to have a trolley (yeah)
I fuck her one night then
I'ma duck up out it
You do anything for this lil' bitch
You might be a Cosby
Speakin' of Bill Cosby, I spike
My drink with molly, uh
You better not tell nobody, zip it
Giuseppe Zanotti (yeah)
Hit from the back, turn to a
Car when I'm backin' out it, yeah
Hit him with ten, fuck it
Hammer gon' MAC his body

Dum dum dum dum dum dum dum dum
(Hit 'em up like)
Dum dum dum dum dum dum dum dum
(Hit 'em up like)
Dum dum dum dum dum dum dum dum dum
(yeah, I hit 'em up like)
Dum dum dum dum dum dum

Bitch, this ain't a boss, this a boss up
Bitch, this isn't for sure, this a toss up
Ho, this ain't Toyota, this European
Bitch, she ain't a ho, she my girlfriend

Bitch, this ain't time, this is our time
Bitch, this ain't the plug
This the power line
Bitch this ain't Diesel, this Gucci
(It's Gucci)
Bitch, you ain't know me, man you know me
(yeah) bitch, this ain't Adidas, this Puma
Bitch, that ain't the truth, that's a rumor
(yeah)
Bitch, you ain't my friend, you a tumor
Bitch, that ain't the new one, this newer
Bitch, this ain't fourth-quarter
It's crunch times
No foul lines, just front lines
Fuck takin' shit, boy
I just take what's mine
And I'm still hungry like
A nigga was unsigned
Don't nobody want this shit more
Than I want mine fuck a free meal, boy
I'd rather go hunt mine
When you get the ball, boy, you be fumblin'
When you talk that shit, be mumblin'
Man, I got my one shot
Fucked around and and-one'd it
If the dogs ain't there then
They one call from it, look
Run you out your house and
Now your ass apartment huntin'
From that Michigan cold
And I'm colder than that
Don't fuck with my crazy ass, boy
Your mama should've told you that
One way in and one way out
This life just like a cul-de-sac
The hood behind me like a cobra back
You quote the internet, I quote the facts
But snake niggas never tell the truth
You a liar if you swear to God one more time
On your life you might die

Real ones, I know you feel me
Independent women, know you feel me
If you self made, then you feel me
Text from my girl
She said "Come feel me up"
Real dawgs, I know you feel me
My OG's, know they feel me, yeah
Bad bitch, she want to feel me
Text from my girl
She said "Come feel me up"
If Young Metro don't trust you
I'm gon' shoot you