[Intro: Lil Wayne]

I Aint nervous

I swear to God I aint Nervous

naw, naw

and Im laughin at them [bad word] niggas

and that [bad word] [bad word] they doin

gettin cake like Im Jewish

my [bad word] Drake he Jewish

I swear to God I aint nervous, naw

[Hook: Lil Wayne]

Ok, I swear to God I aint nervous

I swear to God I aint nervous

I say I swear to God I aint nervous

I got her workin, twerkin, and slurpin my [bad word] 

aint got no problems in this [bad word] for certain

I see you turning up with your turn up aint workin

just want some mouth and lip service, yeah

Im gettin head behind the Maybach curtains

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]

ok Im straight edge, no ricochet

that [bad word] boneless, that Chick-Fil-

I [bad word] with real riders, and they tickets paid

niggas crying wolf, while I wipe them tears away

I swear my mama [bad word] my work

so I give these hoes that work

they say the best things in life are free

so thats why it cost for you to get murked

have my pants saggin like [bad word] it

Im still on my business, spent my birthday in jail

I was making bad decisions, saw my enemy at the light

I told Marley light the weed,

then I lit them niggas up before that [bad word] turn green

your [bad word] ride my like a go kart

I pay that [bad word] like Mozart,

I mozart these hoes hearts and then after that they worseless

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]

I like em long hair and curvy

if niggas think its a game I leave their brains on their jerseys

she said she love me, thats the molly talkin

her [bad word] so wet, it keep sliding off it

she got a [bad word]  but he aint me [bad word] 

Im the original gangsta, he the remix

girl do you use that same mouth to kiss your mama?

I say only God can judge me, [bad word] your honor

yeah, her birthday suit is her pajamas

she said I didnt know your [bad word] was a recliner

I punch her man in his eye give him a shiner

I blind him

him and whoever co-signed him

I get Adam like Yolanda

Young Money Cash Money Obama

its [bad word] the world no condom

if he twisted, Ill unwind him

and this pistol came with a silence,

but I swear to God he heard it

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Boo]

on that Pat Ryan Im swervin

game tight like virgins

got a bad [bad word] she Persian,

call her AK when she squirtin

you see the niggas Im with,

that boy Boo the [bad word] 

as long as I got a face, your [bad word] got a place to sit

yeah Im wildin’ off them shroomies,

aint got no worries like Tunechi

all my chicks be boosie

wanna hold hands, then watch movies

I be like God [bad word]  make a [bad word] lose it

aint no talkin, lets get to it

real niggas winnin, fake niggas losin

 [bad word] I leave that [bad word] with [bad word] 

[Hook]