Bitch you know I'm gassed up
Yeah I guess my past up
Offers I can't pass up
Yeah I guess I'm last up
Yeah, I guess I'm last up
Giving no hand outs to all of my brothers
I'm keeping it real but not keeping it other
You bitches be sorry, you won't get another
A rapper like me gonna be with your mother
I'm speaking them facts but you won't get this back
Yeah, you'll know when it's me when you peep out the hat
Yeah I'm talking no cap, but you bitches are wack
Going up in this 'till I get a millie
Y'all making me laugh when these rappers be silly
I'm spitting so cold, turn this heat into chilli
They looking at me with the face "Are you really"?