Aight, aight, look
Aight, drink up
Aight, WP shit
Aight, aight
I made something out of nothing
Lil nigga, what you saying bout it
You can't say shit, lil nigga, I don't play about it
Tryna sip lean but I get lazy when I'm without it
Had my mama mad when she found out that I been spazzing
Dumb, nigga, n you ain't got no talents
I was f*cking on your bitch, lil nigga
I can manage, got the drummy on my hip
Empty out the bitch for full damage
Full Metal jacket when the bullets hit his head
Heard his sister really screaming when she seen a nigga dead
If the nigga woulda acted right, he wouldn't have got left dumb nigga
Man, f*ck this dike
If she don't wanna put out then it ain't worth my time
And why them bitches nowadays mad
I won't f*ck on them
I ain't f*cking on a groupie u lil doo dada
If your dad comes out tripping, I'ma get the whos hotter
Slap him in the face and f*ck up on his oldest daughter
Nigga want me in a casket, I'ma really have to haunt him
String the nigga up I ain't talking abolition
If the niggas talking loud
I can see him in a minute when his mama want the pipe
She cab walk in and just get it
If she try to set me up, I'ma really have to kill him
Aight, I'ma really have to kill him