bezerk

yeah

yeah

{woah}

yeah

yeah

sean

what up nigga?

yeah yeah

yeah

{lil bitch}

couple riders with them llamas if you pick a bone wit' me

put my bitch up on designer

got balenci' on her feet

my momma say a couple prayers

keep them demons off me

{cause i know my head blessed

got so many reasons on me

yeah niggas done tried and niggas done died

too many believers around me

yeah i know my enemies meeting up

double teaming on me}

now you know nobody tried that ever got pieces off me

fucking these hoes 'til they be dying

don't catch a seizure on me

see

ferg used to move the product in the whole school

{thumbing through paper from last year but it's not old news}

my psycho bitch

she got me shopping up at whole foods

{fucking these cougars like a young nigga s'posed to}

i got your bitch up on the mattress while i'm fly no t

i'm sick and tired of all the yapping

little nigga i'm your og

my diamonds shining like the ball that drop on new year's eve

{and she countdown to the d

she be like 5-4-3"}