(Fuck you running for, nigga?)
(Aye nigga, come here nigga)
(Let me try that hat on)
(I told you come over here, stupid bitch)
(Come over here with that weak ass hat)
What you running for? On God
Fuck you running from? I′ll fire
Why you running? Bitch, come here
Why you running? Bitch, come here
Bitch want me, she want my dick
She got her hands all on my blick
She got me sucking on her tits
This bitch drinking all my kids
We send shots right to your crib
Shots go straight, right to your bitch
I fuck the fuck out my bitch
I fuck the fuck out my slut, I fuck the fuck out my bitch
You ain't no killer, bitch, uh, ain′t got killer in 'em
These some new garments, bitch, I got Truey denim
Almighty X, it's a smile when I shoot
Blick on my side, but I got the hands too
Fucked some twins, that′s right, it′s two
Shot your gang, I shot your crew
Looking sad, boy, is you blue?
That bitch blow me like a flute
We pack ya' up, then ship to them
That boy want some weed, huh, went and served his ass some fent
We gon′ shoot his ass down, go 'head, green light his ass
We heard you lost the pound, uh, ooh, boy, that′s bad
That bitch that you want, huh, she on me, sucking me off
I don't even want this bitch, huh, I′ma get some head then pass it
We shoot your brother down, huh, ooh, boy, that's tragic
Huh, huh, I just left that hoe, now she a sad bitch
What you running for? On God
Fuck you running from? I'll fire
Why you running? Bitch, come here
Why you running? Bitch, come here
Bitch want me, she want my dick
She got her hands all on my blick
She got me sucking on her tits
This bitch drinking all my kids
