(Who hee, who hee, who hee, who hee, who)

(Haven got this beat)

BLUFF

Pussy boy, yeah you a chump

Leave yo bitch ass in the dump

Automatic in the trunk

Let em' have it he gon' talk

Pussy boy, I swing the blunt

Eat yo bitch like captain crunch

Talking shit boy but it's up

Talking shit boy, put em up

Blowing ear drums with the sauce

In the gash I'm in the cut

Don't get stabbed bitch don't get cut

I use brass and I use steel, iron man all in the field

Lil' rat you finna squeel

See yo lemon ass, I'm gonna peel

I see you talk but is you real

I see you talk but is you real?

(Aye, yuh) runnin' trippin' off a pill

(Aye, yuh) I'm like god damn what's the deal?

(Aye) tryna hit a mil, tryna hit a mil

(Aye) bitch let's be for real, get on the ground, kneel

(Aye) cuz I'm a fucking king and ima diе for real

(Aye) smoking gas cuz you don't know how I feel

(Yuh) you smoking gas cuz you think that shit is chill (yuh)

But when thе cops get you, you gon' cry and squeel

Fuck a record label you can't have my skills (NAH)