b*tch want my di*k
Pop that pus*y like a zit (yeah)
f*ck do you mean
Am I mean? Suck my di*k (yeah)
Stay with that Glock
Ima run from the ops (ay)
You see a shot
Glock on me that’s the cops (ay)
Stop it (ay) Gothic (ay)
I rip the head off the prophet, hey
I need a club full of knockers, hey
Empty that b*tch it ain’t nothing, hey
f*cking, hey
Bumping, hey
I put his mouth on the carpet, hey
Step on his head and perf it, hey
Hope that sh*t dubbing was worth it, hey
Duffel bag think a n*gga need a duffel bag
You park your boy
You duck your b*tch
Punch yourself
Then your n*ggas wanna punch your son
Then I grab the gun, extend the clip
pus*y boy, you’re bleeding like a pus*y boy
You need a pack, you need a pic