Hoe, I love my cleaver, imma put it in your rib cage
Torture in the chamber, he need bandages like Sensei
She said "Hit it from the back", don't care what her friends say
All my ladies dressed in black, kill you just like Wednesday
Shoot him dead, I don't want nobody leaving
We gon' gut him now, I think Trevor need his kidney
We gon' string him out and then hang him from the ceiling
He be bleeding out, I like watching as he's leaking
I took out too many, pass the stick on to my dog
How you dropping out of school but still can't stand to drop a song?
How you begging us for food but still can't go and get a job?
How you lose two competitions and act like you still the boss?
Hope I catch you at a show, I could beat you into a sauce
You're the size of every hoe, pick your chin up like when you talk
BB Simon on my waist, can't remember like what's the cost?
All my homies swinging sticks when we pull up, look like we golf
Hoe, I love my cleaver, imma put it in your rib cage
Torture in the chamber, he need bandages like Sensei
She said "Hit it from the back", don't care what her friends say
All my ladies dressed in black, kill you just like Wednesday
M4 on my left with an AK on my right
If he breathing hit his chest, rounds gon' penetrate the spine
I'm in the field you still a ref, hit you even with the stripes
Really don't got nothing left, I'll be okay like if I die
Gotta new check imma blow it
I love my racks but I'm still gon' throw it
She call me Dad, know that I'm chosen
Grip on his neck, I'm leaving him choking
Mac and straps on me, straps gon' blow him like a sneeze
We gon' tag and bag his team, then we put him underneath
Hoe I love my cleaver, imma put it in your rib cage
Torture in the chamber, he need bandages like Sensei
She said "Hit it from the back", don't care what her friends say
All my ladies dressed in black, kill you just like Wednesday