Damn!
Man, I'm about to talk my shit man, I don't even give a f*ck man, like what the f*ck
Damn, huh, I really did that!
Talking on the gram, I'm about to blow your f*cking shit back
Now a nigga wanna talk it out, I ain't with the chit chat
Man, you worried about the wrong thing, nigga get your bitch back
Lethal, yeah these hands be lethal
F*ck with Drake talking about, I got more Slaps than the Beatles
Shoot a movie all up in this bitch like I was Regal
Had his body flying in the air like he a seagull
Now a nigga so crisp, so sharp just like a needle
Yeah, froze my body up, now I feel like subzero
Yeah, your wife is a widow
Do you think I really f*cking care not even little
You a rat ass nigga, call you ass stuart little
I'm notorious, huh, that's why they call me Biggie
You f*cked my bitch, which one? I got plenty
Got the hoe f*cked up off that dom and that Remy
And I don't even want that bitch, yeah you know I'm kinda picky
Huh, f*ck with me, it might just get sticky
Huh, f*ck with me, I call my brother Jiggy
Huh, choke his ass out till he dizzy
Dead just like Whitney
Bitch, I'm not scared, bitch, I don't care
Bring your whole family on my mama, I don't care
Whole family Drop, what family can you take care
Bitch, I been fresh like that prince off of Bel-Air
Rolling thick like some Mexicans
Blew your head off, I wasn't scared, I wasn't hesitant
Now a nigga six feet under, he irrelevant
Full metal jacket to the body that was shreddin' him
Want a skinny bitch, pale bitch with no melanin
The f*ck, nigga, I'm done, man,the f*ck
Bitch ass nigga man, f*ck