That lil white bitch she taking the nut
I'mma hit for the back, I'mma beat up her guts
Uh, I'm bout to bust her butt
If she a lil' freak, I'mma turn her to a slut
You not with gang just stop tryna stunt
Can't fuck that bitch, she not the one
That lil' ass boy don't got no gun
I'mma treat that nigga just like my son
I ain't got no son, lil' boy, you trippin'
Talkin' that shit, gon' end up missin
Sippin' on wok, turn red when I'm pissin'
You talk too much, told, bro, just listen
I'm on a mission, I made a hundred bands in a minute
Yea she off coke snorting in my kitchen
Poppin a perc, now I'm fuckin' trip
Why these niggas be dissin'? Talkin' all of them mentions
When I pull out the Glock, then he start reminiscing
I don't pull up my cock, then the bitch start to bitchin
That nigga talk hot, now he blown like the pistons
Do this shit off the rip, got the Glock up my hip
Don't get caught in the mix, or you finna get fixed
When I pull out the bean, he dip like a chip
When I'm bustin' it down, she open her lips
Nigga quit yappin', I'm never lackin
I got me some head, then I get to rappin
These niggas be fed, that's why I'm pistol packin
You finna be dead, you shoulda quit trappin
I been bringin' the lead, now this shit get to clappin
These niggas be hoes, and they never bout to actin
Got that shit in my toes, my fits always be mix matchin
These niggas be bold, til this shit gon' be traction
I'm takin' his life, I call it subtraction
She know I'm the plug, she just tryna tap it
I sip it, the wok, I roll up the green
I'm fuckin' that bitch, I'm hurtin' her spleen
Her boyfriend mad she fuckin the team
I'm like, damn, that coulda been me
Walk in the club, but I'm feeling me
These niggas mad, cause they coulda been me