Oh yeah
Ran-off imma cut your hands off
Oh yeah
Dance-off in my Jesus sandals
Oh yeah
Hand-off imma drop these bands off
Oh yeah
Stand-off imma shoot your friends yeah
Oh yeah
Hand-out push you to the edge now
Oh yeah
Money-pile feel like I'm on something now
Uh yeah
Hungry-now think I got the munchies now
Uh uh
Hungry-now think I got the munchies now
Take flight
Do it right, do it right shyuh
Imma end yo life
Shoot my gun (no sights yuh)
I ain't with the hype cut you off rusty knife yuh
I don't like to fight
I like pussy like a dyke yuh
What's up bitch
What's up bitch
What's up bitch aye shyuh
What's up bitch
What's up bitch
What's up bitch aye yuh
F*ck this shit
F*cked you bitch
F*ck this shit huh aye
What's yo bitch
What's up bitch
F*cked your bitch aye yuh
Stand in the back
With my neck on ice
Done being nice
Nomore being nice
Started out good
But you gotta keep fight
Ion needa no keeping up with time
Walk around aye with my dime piece yeah
Spent a couple stacks on my time piece yeah
Writing everyday rap diary yeah
I'm just trynna multiply my salary yeah
Ion wanna work for the hourly yeah
I just wanna make my dad proud of me yeah
All black drop top Batman yeah
All black drop top BVTMVN aye
Putting all my thoughts in the trash can yeah
Putting all my thoughts in the trash can yeah
Putting all my thoughts in the trash can yeah
All black drop top Batman aye