[Intro: Dr. Classified]
(Do you even know how fucked you are?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
(The doc would like to see ya, man)
[Chorus: Dr. Classified]
Lemme pull up, all I need's your zip code
Tryna wind me up until I'm pissed, bro?
Why you tryna take this fuckin' risk though
When I'm done, you ain't gonna be missed ho, yeah!
[Verse 1: Dr. Classified]
I cannot count how many times you up and misspoke
I cannot count how many times you played that shit role
You a bitch, that's the thing I ain't gon' miss most
When you gone, then my life finna be blissful
I've been takin’ shit for way too long, sound the gong
Cuz I'm boutta write more songs that'll show y'all why you're wrong
To doubt me, I got passion while I’m stuck in my dorm
And now I’m makin' what I want, what the fuck is comformin’?
Take the bait while I murder on the beats, they call me Norman
And they know if I’m featured then I am the main performance
Yeah yeah yeah, ain't even hit 20 yet
But once I hit that age, then uh, let me guess
Grammy here, Grammy there
Sorry I’m egotistic
But once I see y'all rappin’ I just get cannibalistic
Cuz when I see y'all spittin’ shit I gotta prove myself and eat a beat
Then beat your fuckin’ ass for that shit, cuz in reality, you weak
[Interlude: Dr. Classified]
You wanna bring this to the fuckin' computer?
Get the fuck off yours, bitch!
Try to prove your motherfuckin' self
Give me a fuckin' address, a zip code, I don't give a fuck, it's on sight!
[Chorus: Dr. Classified]
Lemme pull up, all I need's your zip code
Tryna wind me up until I'm pissed, bro?
Why you tryna take this fuckin' risk though
When I'm done, you ain't gonna be missed ho, yeah!
Lemme pull up, all I need's your zip code
Tryna wind me up until I'm pissed, bro?
Why you tryna take this fuckin' risk though
When I'm done, you ain't gonna be missed ho, yeah!
[Verse 2: Miyoku Nakili]
Seven-thousand days outta my life, them niggas was wicked
Niggas ain't have no feelings until I said something 'bout the villains
Niggas is beatin' on children, thinkin' they tough then act like a victim
Don't nobody care, they just swept it under the rug and treated me different
Let her tell a half-truth, I'm in danger, and she been lyin' since I was a baby
And then they always be tryna debate me, this ain't a question, this is a statement
"Yeah, she's crazy," "Yeah, she's lying," "Yeah, she acts like Satan"
Got kicked out the house at twenty, my only salvation
Man, the shit I been through is abysmal, but they don't believe it
I keep thuggin' this shit out 'cause I'm the only one who sees it
Niggas in they fuckin' chest 'cause I'm so quick to match they feelings
Nigga, where my shit is? Ah okay, have fun with 12
Ain't got no spot, I know you will not survive in jail
You a coward, I can tell, lie to 12, and they bail
Got the laws on your ass, all of a sudden I got mail
Now go ahead and leave my life, don't forget to tuck your tail, yeah
Yeah, KTB, Kut Throat Business, I'm not with the bullshit
I stay out the way 'cause these niggas on some fool shit
I made my own family 'cause the one I got is ruthless
All they did was beat me and then train me like I'm Toothless
[Chorus: Dr. Classified]
Lemme pull up, all I need's your zip code
Tryna wind me up until I'm pissed, bro?
Why you tryna take this fuckin' risk though
When I'm done, you ain't gonna be missed ho, yeah!
Lemme pull up, all I need's your zip code
Tryna wind me up until I'm pissed, bro?
Why you tryna take this fuckin' risk though
When I'm done, you ain't gonna be missed ho, yeah!
[Outro: Dr. Classified]
They claim they pull up, but they never wanna say shit
What's the problem, bruh? Show your fuckin' face, bitch
They claim they pull up, but they never wanna say shit
What's the problem, bruh? Show your fuckin' face, bitch