Yuh, yuh, uh
We don't need Genius, we can verify that you're a fucking bitch
Murder on my mind, stomp two of these bitches like Nintendo
Boy can't tell me nothin', I can see that he is mad, bro
Pulled up, pulled up to the function and you know I'm smokin' gas, hoes
Nintend-
He keep talkin' shit, I'ma talk to him
He don't wan' do all these licks, yeah I got 'em
Told him "I just shook yo' bitch, she gon' fall like autumn"
Said I might just get a clip, watch me trick shot 'em
Dropped, we trick shot 'em
We can verify that you're a fucking bitch, bro
Verify that you're a fucking bitch, bro
Murder on my mind, stomp two of these bitches like Nintend-
You can hate, keep on flexin' all your fake brands
I'ma drill this bitch, make her have a three way
He don't know a thing, all I know is gettin' paid
I'ma fuck it up, we all realize you bitch made
I can't see a thing, I'm on these shrooms just like Nintendo
Sorry that I make you feel-
Had to flex though
Posted in McDonald's with yo' bitch, she got her legs up
I just ate your bitch with a side of fries and ketchup
Look for the pay, yeah bitch I got it
Look for your car, yeah I don't got 'em
Look for a fight, yeah I'm about it
Turn on to me and mix my matters
And to be fair I know you're lying
Tryna be changin' like a fire
I feel like trying a mystery fighter
When we run up Super Smash Bros. I'm always Cloud
Bitch, don't fuck with me, I know what you about
Bitch, don't fuck with me, I know that you want clout
Yeah, yeah, yeah, but that shit is not allowed, yeah