Sittin' on that mother f**in' porch
With the light off
b**h came up talking sh**
I turned her right off
f*ggots runnin' round, runnin' mouths
Pip squeein' like a mouse
Came to your house
Like "Blood I write you right off."
You a f**ing p**y boy and I can't stand ya
Throw a hundred bands on the ground like a mansion
Walk around the town lookin' like a f**in' randsom
I eat ya' girl p**y with no hands on a hand stand
Boy who really f**in' with me on some real sh**?
Blood who really f**in' with me on that real sh**?
Boy I am the king and these f**ers can't stand it
You wanna really get it blood, i'm right here fool
Ride around the city with a fake a** Rolex
Fake a** shoes, I bet you pay these hoes for s**
f** with my family, I go to prison for life
Keep a heater where ever I go boy, I don't roll dice
b**h I can't stand you, I think I need a tissue
I'm crying laughin' so hard, no body gone miss you
Im standing right here blood, tell me whats good hoe
Everybody wanna run they mouth and then they lay low
And then they lay low, everybody wanna run they mouth
And then they lay low
If you got a f**ing problem with me blood, say so
You can say so
If you got a f**ing problem with me blood, say so
(Aye and thats real sh**, if you got a f**ing problem with me homie
Say so. You know what i'm sayin? Like... I don't play that sh**
Got a f**ing problem with me? Come find me p**y boy
You know where im at. Run up.)