Help Yo Self lyrics

[Intro]
Aye...wait, who the f*ck you talking to?
Who the f*ck is who?
I give no f*ck it's me who coming through...
f*ck that n*gga and his whole crew
I don't give no f*ck you mad for what?
Because I pulled through and killed you

[Verse 1]
The 240 is damn fool
Pulled my 46 and now yo b*tch can't even f*ck with you
What the f*ck you mean these n*ggas mad because they fell through
What'd I try to tell you, these n*ggas need some help fool
Pull up talking sh*t, like I always do
Now watch me shake a spliff
Catch a grip, see me comin' thru I smoke and switch a gear
Who is this, talkin' sh*t?
Another jealous hatin' b*tch, you a trip
I'ma take a trip and smoke until I trip
Yeah you posted in the city but, who you stayin with?
Yeen ain't got no damn crib, how you think that make her feel?
How you skrt, skrt, skrt?
Yeen ain't got no damn whip
Only renting for the hour then it's back to Uber trips
I ain't even hatin' on it n*gga get it how you live
But don't ever try to diss a damn king of this hill
Treat yo b*tch like Luanne and let the squad do a drill
I go strictly for the kill, gut 'em all before I kill
See me in my damn garage
f*ck that rappin' sh*t I'm here
I pull off, screamin' why the f*ck you n*ggas even here
All you hipsters gettin' hip
And you hoes beggin' for chips
Always hail Wulf Woe, I say the word and then we dip... you b*tch
(who is who n*gga)