Yeah, If they wanna do a bustdown going to the south
If you wanna talk all that shit I'll punch you in the mouth
Pussy niggas always asking what I go to bank
Like a fucking shark I'm so hungry in the tank
I'm killing these niggas like midgets
I'm fucking your bitch and I'm getting her digits
Where's your faith, I'm not religious
Getting the bag, I'm not oblivious
Nah, I made a deal with death
They wanna skippy skapp
I'm spitting little rap
I think that bitch is a trap
Vk on a bitch think I'm slayin'
Quancil kill opps catch you playing
In time imma god you be praying
Strapped up bullet up I be spraying
Bumbaclot, you wanna fight?
You niggas so dumb they wanna end night
I'm sippin right, codeine sprite
They talking on gang like a white knight
Okay I'm rapping now, you dropping out
To making that music no one talk about
The runabout, your whereabouts
I'm sipping that juice of the new clout
These niggas they want me to stay
I dont give a fuck, I'm sipping that fay
Outta the gutter
I'm fucking yo bitch and your motha'
I'm wearing designer no prada
Controlling the crowd like armada, yuh