Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Yo bitch she already went ghost
Matter fact, she in a party on all fours
And all they pussy niggas they hiding behind posts
Taste for success and I'm ready for more
Woah, I'm on TV, aye
Why this bitch think that she need me, aye
These niggas wonder like Stevie, aye
She in the hut like she Tiki, aye
Can't say my name till you abbreviate
Yuh, get hit with a K, Kick
You a dog, but I gotta be Mike Vick
You a pussy, get your wrist slit
Aye, do your worst
Hit 'em with a counter burst
He forgot I did it first
All these pussies gon' get murk'd
Man, it ain't that bad
I hate to see you go out sad
Can't f*ck with people who outcasts
I took your bitch, stay mad
Shawty she all on my dick, huh
Thugshakin' all on your chick, huh
Diamonds they all on my wrist, huh
Glock on my hand and you missed, huh
Laughed to the bank, that shit minimal
Look at your pockets, it's critical
Yeah I might f*ck, I'm not into you
Shawty said, that's ignorant of you
Like, huh? Like what I do?
She a hoe, that's all on you
Damn, get sliced in two
Nigga ain't f*ckin' with me and the crew
Aye, come meet your maker
Shawty she bad, let me taste her
Got a glock and it came with a laser
Shawty archin' her back and I break her
Aye, do your worst
Hit 'em with a counter burst
He forgot I did it first
All these pussies gon' get murk'd