[Intro]

Uh, yeah

[Verse]

Keep a vest on my bedside table

Figure out a way that I could steal from a label

Why they look at me like I'm so fuckin' ungrateful?

And this shit not different, bitch, I been unstable, uh

Like I'm off my meds, if I ever did get 'em, I'd sell 'em (Yeah)

I really never gave a fuck what you want from me

And I could get ya boy stuck, don't fuck with me (Pop, pop)

Step one, drink a lil' too much

Step three, wrap the bitch up in a trunk

Tell the police you don't know a goddamn thing 'cause you never really did keep up

Yеah, ask for directions, you not really from 'round herе

You been really on the move, like, all year

And you don't call shit home, you don't got one

Only bought a gun 'cause you love to see the cops run

I really took a bitch back when she played me, and then I fuck around and now I got a ****

And it's up when you fuck with my paycheck

Yeah, what's up? You want blood? I got payback

I see my face on the television, turn it up

I got every other reason I should run it up

And I feel like I'm worth 'bout a hundred bucks (Yeah)

I could up it if you motherfuckin' give it up

Yeah, what's in yo' wallet? What's in yo' pocket?

What's in yo' motherfucking backpack? Stop it

And your brand-new phone that you call bitches on

And you tell 'em that you wish they wouldn't talk so much 'bout me

It's on me

I been sittin' back, chillin' for a minute

I should really get back on my bullshit

You know, when I tell 'em I'ma kill 'em if they fuck with me

Wrap shit up, back, no Killa, took my blood like you ate my dinner

Fuck with my name, watchin' ice get thinner

Piss on your grave, I'm a goddamn winner

Shit that's in my pocket, take your goddamn skin off (Yeah)

Tell that boy to watch himself 'cause I'll spin him (Yeah)

Tell him myself, "Bitch, I'm fucking y'all sisters, kill y'all self 'fore you get shit twisted," huh (Huh)