excuse yee

if you wanna talk to fuhrer say excuse me

bitch don't ask me shit cause i ain't no friend of yee

i don't gotta talk to nobody

but if they talking shit about me

stop the car please

bitch where the fuck you at?

name out your cross streets

i say who are you

pick out your coffin

these niggas talk so much bitch i mean often

every so often you catch me cleaning blood off my claw fist

me and hollowsquad is the bosses

we gon' take your life insead of losses

and bitch i don't do rap i monologue shit

cause you bitches need to know i'm not a target

i don't get bothered i'm the one doing bothering

i turn his bulletproof vest into a cardigan

when i hit a fool i feel my heart again

y'all too retarded man all these rappers still on that faking shit

i smoke my biggest blunt while i break a bitch

i swing so quick he couldn't finish talking shit

bitch i don't give no fuck and i be loving it

i'm spending stupid stacks

what the fuck is cash

i buy more weed with that

she looked at me and told me

boy i'm needing that"