(Who hee, who hee, who hee, who hee, who) (Haven got this beat) BLUFF Pussy boy, yeah you a chump Leave yo bitch ass in the dump Automatic in the trunk Let em' have it he gon' talk Pussy boy, I swing the blunt Eat yo bitch like captain crunch Talking shit boy but it's up Talking shit boy, put em up Blowing ear drums with the sauce In the gash I'm in the cut Don't get stabbed bitch don't get cut I use brass and I use steel, iron man all in the field Lil' rat you finna squeel See yo lemon ass, I'm gonna peel I see you talk but is you real I see you talk but is you real? (Aye, yuh) runnin' trippin' off a pill (Aye, yuh) I'm like god damn what's the deal? (Aye) tryna hit a mil, tryna hit a mil (Aye) bitch let's be for real, get on the ground, kneel (Aye) cuz I'm a fucking king and ima diе for real (Aye) smoking gas cuz you don't know how I feel (Yuh) you smoking gas cuz you think that shit is chill (yuh) But when thе cops get you, you gon' cry and squeel Fuck a record label you can't have my skills (NAH)