Damn bitch, you had me f*cked up
Had me in a ditch, but I drunk the mud up
From the bottom to the top, not a problem, Ima rot
I gotta 99 callin and some pictures from a thot
Let's go, the whole midwest rolls
When you see me, then you know, that I am better than before
Another fed up wedo, looking for a sped-up widow
They so wet up when I get em, I control the weather and whether the clouds show
Bitch I'm trained to go, raised and blazed in the Go
Speaking crazy on bro, leave you stained at the mo
Relationships be on O and I stay on pimp mode, I'll tell a hoe gladly
You thought you had me, you f*cked up badly
All that acting, man, you could've won a Grammy
Dont come asking me about my new baddie, that's my lil baby and I'm that bitches daddy
And verse 2 is like the 1st but worse, I reverse in a hearse just to go rehearse
I breathe dirt, freak her and then I leave earth
I'll OD just to rebirth before I need her
Her doesn't have a name, just charge it to the game
I ain't ever been no lame so I could never be the same
The shit I saw and then I seen, how the fall was on me
I'll fall on the sword, just the let this pen swing
Don't be callin' me on tour cuz you miss me
Cuz ima f*cking a bitch that looks like you, this shit kills me
I'm ducking all these fakes, cuz they with the trickery
I'm runnin the other way, if Cupid is in the vicinity
I'm going and I'm going, till I can no more
And it's snowing and its glowin, right up a groupie's nose
It's sounding like its storming, blowing up the studio
Hear me in them 808s on that f*cking radio
You thought you had me, you f*cked up badly
All that acting, man, you could've won a Grammy
Dont come asking me about my new baddie, that's my lil baby and I'm that bitches daddy