dont fuc wit u

i dnt fuk wit u

Imma have a fucking fit

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

You gone make me flip then ima spit yo shit

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

And you can tell by the chiseled horns on yo forehead bitch

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship

You've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit