Don't make me act my color, true colors of a brother
Cause I gets crazy like, stupid like, on another
Cause I might cause a fight, and I might swing a right
And like a Pringles can, bitch, I'm gonna pop all night
Crack open a can of Sprite, I need to quench my thirst
I need to put a couple niggas in a brand new hearse
I need to grab the isotoners, throw em in the Rover
I need to mutilate that body til it can't be nursed
I ain't got time for these fake ass dudes
Fry these little niggas, I'll turn em to food
My desert eagle ain't eaten in two weeks
And all these rats bout to make sure his belly is full
Act up, you can get snatched up
Jacked up, slashed up, you can get trashed up
Stomp you on the concrete, you can get smashed up
Hit you with the tire iron, you can get bashed up
These niggas dirty, while ya boy is really clean-cut
Got these freak bitches coming at me, throwing freak butt
Money in the bank so they tryna catch this rich nut
Sorry babe, I can't f*ck no bitch that's on her what? Period
Clown niggas, is you serious
Smoking on that Reggie got these little boys delirious
You a joke, you a hoax, ya whole style is hideous
Ran up on that ass, now ain't a damn thing hilarious
I stay balling, you courtside
You the water boy, now bring my dirty Sprite
You stay fouling, shoot bricks, bitch
I shoot 3's and niggas that talk that foul shit