but i got something to say
they in denial of my sense of style
i see what's in front of me
all you shooters get the fuck from we
can everyone please step awayyyy
why you niggas throwing salt tonight
sorry you ain't on the list tonight
just trill niggas trill bitches on the spot
don't let life go to waste shit face
yeah we getting turnt tonight
headed straight for the throne
got my gun to your dooome
i'm tired of you bitch ass mother fuckers trying to say i ain't got style
now you want to ride my dick
your bitch tip toed over here in jordans