Shoot up yo mama house
Shoot up yo granny house
F*ck on yo daddy and smell him an ounce
Bitch I don't smoke Reggie all I smoke is loud
Don't be mad ya man going south
He can't deny wanting in his mouth
I'm going to Heaven not hell
You bitches could never and that's all I tell
(Uh) give me to In a dirty motel
So good I taste like caramel
Bitch I don't love you You clientele
Sell you and ya momma to the Cartel
Ian talkin bout no smith n wesson
But Ima sure teach u a good lesson
Catch you lacking at 711
Bitch keep playing with me I'll turn to a felon