[Verse 1]

I ain't really begging for your two cents

Aiming at yo head, i shoot your heart

I feel like cupid

Am i dumb or stupid, nether

Ima fucking nuisance

Can not hear you, please talk louder

Think i got you muted

How you live inside a world, and you ain't be influenced

Your lying, trying to find time

To form solutions

I fly high, no drive by

Now look who’s loosing

On cloud nine, it’s my time

Don’t fucking use it

I put in real nigga work, put you six feet under

Shove my heel i the dirt

Skrt skrt skrt off

Spin the wheels now they burned

Why you screaming motherfucker, know you still can’t be heard

Blood stains on yo shirt, shit stains in you shorts

Getting laid in a Porsche

Mane mane like a horse, horsе hair so course

Course course of coursе, lifes a course

Stop playing with me bro

[Verse 2]

Y’all asking these questions

Like i’m the one who make teachers flunk

Y’all having life problems, the world keep spinning

Don’t give a fuck

I just put it out, and them hungry niggas gon eat it up

Left them some leftovers, i came right back

And i heated up

Email me the beat, and the beet was pink

So i beat it up

I’m a take your sheets, and delete the sheets

Cause y’all sleep enough

She is for the streets

I retweet, Then tweet, no the streets fa her

Knocking out your teeth, then you swallow them

Thats a treat for her

She say she’s so tired ah me

Cause i be mistreating ha

Glad i let her go before, i feel in way to deep wit ha

Had to tell my girl to chill out, stop fighting my ex

There is no way no way

[Verse 3]

I just ate a hot pocket , used bout 20 ranches

Ima hold my ground nigga

So you can take yo stance bitch

Ass so fat, what’s the point of wearing them pantss

Stop playing wit me, don’t get got god damnt

Them pictures on my wall, watch me while i sleep

It be like every time i look up, They be looking at me

I asked my grams was i crazy, he said son you might be

Then we drove to thrifty liquor, but he left is id

Yo i’m sick wit dis shit, its a math im so mean

Dis shit easy as pie

Like 3.14 something, something, something

Something, something, something

Something, something, something

Something, something, something

Something, something, 53

Why these niggas insisting on trying me

You can tip toe around, but you won’t get by me

I got multiple side bitchs, a whole side piece

I wanna number 4, with a large fry please

Stop playing