Bitch, I'm talkin my shit ain't no problem
I'm stuntin, I'm ready to model
Im flexin, I'm ready to holla
I'm ready to get me my dollas
I'm ready to go, hit the throttle
Shut up and just pass me the bottle
Then we drink it right till its empty
Don't talk shit boi... don't go and temp me
Cuz I walk round feelin like 50
Cent I slap yo shit if you try me
Pull up and you gon see your wifey
We laugh at yo face cuz we high, key
Hate you mothaf*ck with a passion
Pain, Demon Slayin, Im talkin fashion
Wont share this shit, no f*cking rations
Spit on that shit with some passion
Fruit, up in this bitch with the loop
Dog face as hoe is she stoop
Up at the park shooting hoops
J's are so fresh but not new
J's are so Fresh, but not new
FRESH printed tee they gon scoop
F*cking around with the
Fruity Loops
Girl shakin ass like a
Hula hoop
X-Rated films this is not
Youtube
Don't speak on my shit if its not for you
Don't speak on my name if you tell no truths
Make my own beat then I hop in the booth
Choppin shit up call it Rapper... Produce