No hook

Blowing up money I’m blowing up racks

Keep talking shit I blow in yo back

My drugs come With a mothafuckin tax

Bitch don’t talk fix your damn tracks

Takin out choppas they make you speak facts

Don’t play with me if you don’t wanna get whack

Don’t say nigga if you ain’t black (facts)

I know this shit fire that’s why I jump on the track

I’m hotter than hot wax

Caught more bodies than. mad max

I don’t talk to Lames they whack

Tackle the beat that’s a sack

Eat that cheese up I’m a rat

Get out the club that booty flat

Run from the cops dogs and cats

Savage my Nigga is what you lack

Beat that pussy up like a bat (home run)

Run from the gun I shoot you stun motherfucka play he

Done I shoot for fun I shot tons shot right in the buns

I heard you was a lil honey bun

Ashton my girl she will make you run I bet you ain’t touch

A gun false claiming and you done hahahahaha