b*tch Please lyrics

[Intro]
Who wanna catch this?
Who wanna catch this?

[Chorus]
b*tch please, you must be smokin' rocks
Real sh*t for my people
And it just don't
f*cker please, you must be smokin' rocks
Real sh*t for my people
And it just don't

[Verse 1]
Drop it like-
Oh yeah, that's so trashy
How low can you go?
How dirty can you get? Nasty, f*cker
Drug through the dirt
Razor cut that eight millimeter make it hurt
Chain sleaze leather face
f*cker please, you must be smokin' rocks
Whip it
Kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it
Hit it, f*ck it, feel it, whip it, burn it, turn it out and kick it to da curb
Shut it down
Forged in the flames, said it before and I'll say it again
Quazar game maximum vacuum rotation spin s-s-s
[Chorus]
b*tch please, you must be smokin' rocks
Real sh*t for my people
And it just don't
f*cker please, you must be smokin' rocks
Real sh*t for my people
And it just don't

[Verse 2]
When sh*t goes down I'll be there
With my hand on my gun, and my eyes on the road
Ghost ridin' to hell, f*ck if I care
Who wanna catch my droze?
Give a f*ck, blood, I ain't goin' nowhere
Templar night and day, live an die by the code
Code of the street, how to stay in the zone
How I own it and freak it to the base of the bone
I am the darkness creeping through your system
The lash of da whip cracking every b*tch into position
Workin' you over crashing and burning in a blackhole blasting out
Your subwoofers are melting
Hear a b*tch say, "Why's he yelling?"

[Interlude]
Who wanna catch dis gun clap?
Shrapnel off me lip cause blood bath
[Chorus]
b*tch please, you must be smokin' rocks
Real sh*t for my people
And it just don't (Who wanna catch)
f*cker please, you must be smokin rocks
Real sh*t for my people
And it just don't (Who wanna catch)

[Bridge]
Cause I run this lik
Like dogtown ripped
That raw sh*t like none other
Low down dirty sh*t
Shot off this hip
Death Grips, mothaf*cka

[Chorus]
Please, you must be
Smokin' rocks
Real sh*t for my people
And it just don't stop

[Outro]
b*tch, please