You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh Tools, tools, I give you tools I give you tools, tools I give you tools, ooh These tools are for you to use These tools are for you to use me Oooh, use me, what you want me for Use me Oooh, use me, what you want me for Use me Yeah, oh, use me, ooh-ooh Use me what you want me for Yes to the tights that you like, they are see-through Guess you can rock those when even I don't see you Who piss you off, baby? Tell me, what he do? I'll call your ex if you really want me to I'll grab your whip and take it back to Chi-Town When I'm in Chi-Town, I treat it like it's my town I'll scoop your son up from your baby daddy From this point on, you don't have to deal with talkin' You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh Just so you know, I need you to know how to use me Any way, you can Thousand karats on my hand, 'bout to get xanned out I can always lean on these bands when niggas is not around I got an AK on my shoulder, my trigger finger hot I feel like Pink Floyd with the lean out I feel like Pretty Boy, Money Team out Kissin' on the water with my chains out My life is more effective than a cocaine drop Cause I was trappin' at Grandma's house when I came out I said "Fuck the streets" and made my own lane now When you get high enough, you can dodge raindrops And tell your momma and your daddy you in a gang now You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh Just so you know, I need you to know how to use me Tell me what you're usin' me for Use me to make me better Oh, yeah you can use me Use me, then use me Then you better, then you better Use me