Fetch me their souls
(Bitch, that motherfucker as shit)
Ay, ay, ay
Bitch, that motherfucker - as shit and he gon' die
Bitch, I'm getting money collecting the tithe
All your listeners and fans finna dive
If Jen got Berettas you better go hide
Everything you say a motherfucking lie
Bitch, I keep a blade, bitch I feel like a spy
Bitch, I am taking this shit it is mine
I put the barrel between both his eyes
Whole on bitch that's nothing, I gotta drumstick
I got precussion
My flow they ain't touchin', locked in a dungeon
Bitch your so short like a muchkin
I'ma run it up get the funds quick
Ain't nobody talking doing nothing
Took two shots, I'm buzzin'
No new friends, I ain't trusting
If he send a threat, I'm chuckling
Bitch, I got a style that nobody touching
They thought I was out for the count but I got up I'm like that
It's me, myself, and I like I am a triad
Bitch, you finna die I ain't talking a Dryad
I'm going 80, I swerve in the bike path
If you say something expect me to fight back
Carry the team and I'm lifting with my back
Get hit with a meat hook I feel like I'm Ryback
Who got beef with me?
I got a choppa, I'm gon leave 'em dead
I looked up your lyrics, the worst shit I've read
You can't get my time when you talk like a fed
I got so much ice, I ain't talking a sled
Circle tighter than your bitch in the bed
I said I'm gon' test if you meant what you said
You spend so much time making minimum bread
I got the loot out the box like a chest
I got a choppa, I'm gon leave em dead
I looked up your lyrics, the worst shit I've read
You can't get my time when you talk like a fed
I got so much ice, I ain't talking a sled
Circle tighter than your bitch in the bed
I said I'm gon' test if you meant what you said
You spend so much time making minimum bread
I got the loot out the box like a chest