poppin' wheelies on a mansion
male groupie on some fan shit
blow your hood up like osama
young savage with the drama
still fuckin' niggas mommas
i'm still fuckin' niggas mommas
i'm betty crock with the cocaine
lily rush with the cold case
he know i love nuttin' on them hoe's face
i'm still dippin' in my old pay
hit your ass so many times
do you wanna be a obituary
we don't stop shootin' 'till the cops come
told me to leave her number
it's rainin' but that keltec rain that sun out
you can't talk to me lil' bitch
you ride the bus too much
they kicked me out of elementary
used to skip class and go to school for lunch too much
and my bitch ass fat like bruce
make a nigga hit them fours
don't brung me 'round your plug
don't brung me 'round your girl
i ran off on your partner and i'm with all the smoke
whole pointers on my fist
quarter ticket on my wrist
'nother nigga from the six
'nother nigga with the shits
it hurt when you suck the tip