your fault (intro)

i wish a nigga would try to try me

i'll run up on his ass and put the thirty in his skin like an i.v

what you thought

hell yeah its your fault

i'm getting money out the vault

on the rush getting money like bush

pour a four in the crush

you een getting no money

lil nigga you a dummy

popping pills yeah i'm scummy

you'd think this shit is funny

put a thirty to his tummy

wrap his ass like a mummy

chew up like some gummys

spit him out now he bloody

feed him back to his mother

i'm a stupid mother fucker

i'm getting money like a trucker

smoking wood woodpecker

should i fight on the beat

red bottoms on my feet

i fuck a bitch last week

man that lil pussy cheap

i had a good pussy week

i put that bitch in the street

now she can't get a thing

i bought a whole 6 rings

and ine even on the team

chris stole my robin jeans

young niggas got green

i'm popping pills like a fiend

i'm killing shit that's my hobby

i fuck your bitch in the lobby

she love giving sloppy toppy

i kick her out no karate

don't tweak when you walk in the party

ddb when i walk in the party

don't say nothing to me when i walk in the party

fat daddy when i walk in the party

44 yeah nigga bitch get back

i'll split yo ass up like a kit kat

a lil girl smoke his ass like a cigarette

i'll put his ass in the freezer like a 6 pack

what's cracking?

you think you tough boy you lacking

i never leave without that rachet

you run up on me i'm a show you what's cracking