[Verse]

(Boy)

Bitch, I'm wit' Lil Perc

Think you high, (Fuck you, nigga) boy, I'll bring you down to Earth

Countin' all these fuckin' bands, my hands hurt (Bit')

Pop the pill, was it worth? (Wasn't worth)

I done fucked that lil' bitch first (Skraah)

If I come through slidin', you gon' need a hearse (Boop-Boop-Boop)

Want to work? I'm gon' tax you for that verse (Tax you for that verse)

(Avoiding hate, ain't as easy, as it seems) I got Glocks that I put up in her purse (Yeah, yeah)

You wanna fuck? Yeah, I'm gon' go berserk (Yeah)

'Nother day, 'nother yerc ('Nother yerc)

Actin' funny, you get burnt (Let's go)

They said, "Mar, you so turnt, how I get like you?"

I don't fuckin' know, I don't have a clue (Ion know)

Rick Owen jeans with some fuckin' 3s, ooh (Let's go)

And I'm so stuck like a tattoo

Blick on me, yeah, turn 'еm to a statue

I walk up in the mall, I get this and that too

This bitch gon' blow mе like a flute

I'm off these pills, bitch, I might puke

I pull up scorin' like I play for Duke

Say you gettin' money, that shit is a fluke (That shit was a phase)

I'm off a 30 call this shit a nuke

See shit up off these tabs, boy, I'm spooked

Think you goin' hard? That shit was some poop

[Outro]

That shit fuckin' sucks

Yeah, that shit fuckin' sucks

Go ahead, I told 'em that it suck

I don't give a fuck, I might go to Hell, yeah

Talkin' like Adele

I'm so hot, I'm so shelled

I'll fuck your bitch, she gon' yell, bitch