Huh, huh, yea
Here we go again
I just slimed yo mans
Better go and call yo friend, I f*ck wit her, yea she a ten
Bitch, I love to win
Take it to the chin
I dont need no pad or pen, gothic shawty commit sins
I just popped three xans
Think this is the end
This ho thinkin thats my friend, thats my bro but we aint kin
I dont call them pals, but free my niggas in the pen
Why you hate on new shit? Why the f*ck is that a trend?
Dont answer, I knew the moment you looked at my Benz
Catching bitches like its Pokemon, feelin like Red
I dont got a pencil, fill em up with f*ckin lead
7.62s, I just knocked that nigga dreads
Went to slut her out, then she took her ass to bed
Mad I want you out? Dumb ho, I meant what I said
Damn, he dropped the stick, but it ain't no goin back
Nobody got me just like I do, Ion need no pat
This shit gon get harder, but that's just on how it get
Why you hatin? Swore you was a groupie when we met
Bitch, im causing havoc but my name aint even CJ
Bitch, Im wit Abdel, we raising hell, just like its D-Day
Yea, I'll hypnotize ya, like Messiah, who said we play?
Feelin like a menace, slide with Kenith in a green Wraith
He think shit sweet, shit
Got popped right in the store
F*ckin wit me? Man
Aint gonna make it home
Dont be silly, man
Need drugs? Come get some more
This shit aint free, nigga, use yo brain I need that dough
Yea lil nigga, need that dough
Feel like Future, move that dope
This that murder that she wrote
If you see me, better hope
That I dont shoot you in yo dome
Play wit me, you fin' be gone
Shawty, I just wanna bone
After that, Im goin home