Walked in, what the fuck is up you Pop Tart
Pop a handle on your head in the fucking Walmart
In the function with your bitch cause my pockets Paul Blart
Posted up in her guts she let me tear it all apart
No I'm not a rockstar, I'm not an artist
I'm just a SoundCloud jit making garbage
You and your boys ultra soft no Charmin
Pull up, squad wipe, smoke em down like a cartridge
Fuck boy pay respect
Talking shit I'll beat ya to the ground like police men
Your girl's steady playing with my jock like recess
Hating on me from the fucking corner you're a reject
I heard you talking shit bout me, talking that horseshit
I'll bash your head with a fucking handle of Morgan's
I got your bitch coming round me coming in orbit
Get in her guts cause i feel like going exploring
I heard you talking shit bout me, talking that horseshit
I'll bash your head with a fucking handle of Morgan's
I got your bitch coming round me coming in orbit
Get in her guts yea i feel like going exploring
I heard you talking shit bout me, talking that horseshit
I'll bash your head with a fucking handle of Morgan's
I got your bitch coming round me coming in orbit
Get in her guts yea i feel like going exploring