Walk up on the beat and I really don't know what to say
Got these bitches on my dick just tryna get my number ayy
What the f*ck you talkin' bout just get the f*ck up out my face
You know I came in hard man you know I'm bout to f*ckin' RAGE
But not yet got these bitches sniffin' on my nuts like some ket
I'm mean I'm a fiend and my flow is oh so clean
All you bitches washed like some motherf*ckin' jeans (wait what)
And then the beat comes back to me so I can kill that shit
Your music make me deaf man that's why I'm not listening
Jesus H Christ man this song'll be your christening
You a stank ass bitch man try some social distancing
Creep up on a bitch and I scare her man call me wendigo
Constantly been killin' it man I just don't know when to go
Pick a couple bitches man like I'll just take like ten to go
Shit is always better than the rest you got 11 flows
Hello this is the introduction
For Ty and JDR's f*cked up production
Fasten your seatbealts and wait for the ride
Ladies and gentlemen- I do not work here
Isn't that clear?
Clear aside movin' past a side
Roaches better crawl away or imma bring the pesticide
Suicide those roaches can't even suicide
So better keep on livin' in the moment call it do or die
Do or die do it right UNT gon' do it right
Figure side side-show those bitches gonna see the light
Me 'n T on DMT JK I don't do non those things
We fightin' off the fumes yet we still roll 'n pack them seven sins
Ooh we roll 'em in a pack huh
Ion even smoke but packwatch is a snack huh
In some honesty I don't know what the f*ck I'm sayin'
Go back to grunge' Ok then pussy guess I'll play in
F*ck you this is the introduction
But intros are for pussies so what are our options?
Say f*ck you bitch
Say f*ck you too
But I'm at peace
But my rent is due uh
Oh you're mad well grow up little bitch
Ain't no one waitin' for you
They left you in a ditch
Just like Ty's car
That shit's wrecked
In a ditch that bitch got decked uh