Used to be sorry trying to pack a bag of ramen open
Now I gotcha b*tch chokin' on this di*k long strokin'
Everyday; bone smokin'
Champagne; glass toastin'
Suckin' on this sex pistol 'bout to blow her brains open
Used to f*ck with rat b*tches
Now I f*ck with bad b*tches
f*ckin' since middle school
And dog you never had b*tches
Dog I came from rag to riches
Now I got your b*tch permission
Squirtin' on her lips and when you home you gon' kiss her
Take a n*gga head off
Like a hot mascot
Tell me why your breath be smellin'
Like a burnin' bag of fag c*ck
Blowin' on some apricot
Crib like Camelot
Thinking of the days when I was countin' up my sack of rock
Leave ya with a scar face
'Cause you n*ggas rap a lot
n*gga you a ?
Homie I'm a long grenade
Found them yellow diamonds have a n*gga leakin' lemonade
n*gga you b*tch man
'Bout to need first aid
Dog I'm on the grind
Like an old stripper
In a room full of virgin nerds and fat n*ggas
Now we pack swishers
Drink straight liquor
Make ya b*tch go down low and lick your sister
Ghetto ass n*gga got dressed on suburban
Rap n*ggas gettin j*rked
Ain't no Jergens
f*ck so bad in they ass fit Excursions
Detroit n*ggas got it wrapped like turbans