Young motherf*cker
Dumb motherf*cker
Try to come for me and catch a round, motherf*cker (what?)
Fn on my waistline, no don't make me bury you
Better dash, motherf*cker
For your ass, motherf*cker
You-you-you thought that you were safe?
Now you're dead, motherf*cker
What?
She know the sound I be makin'
She pay attention to that
And she got some dope in her purse
And I got a mac on my lap
Because it's a cold, cold world
I'd be damned if I freeze
I've been willin' to kill since limewire had t3 speeds
Dark night, don't go ride, all I see is homicide
Dark night, don't go ride, all I see is homicide