[Intro]

(CashMoneyAP)

[Chorus]

Woah, I shoot that clip 'til it's empty (Empty)

Make 'em get low like it's Lindsey (Lindsey)

I fuckin' hate the word sympathy (Sympathy)

No sympathy for the enemies (Enemies)

I'm a weirdo, but she into me (Into me)

I just inverted my Jesus piece (Jesus piece)

[Verse]

Woah, hey, bitch, I got B's like Beyoncé

I might [?] like Kanye

Suck on that dick, baby, meditate

I'm might fuck Ashley and marry Kate

She want black balls like the number eight

Fuck a wife, I want the wedding cake

Bitch, I'm a dawg like I'm Nate

Send your ass to the pearly gates

Pull out the pop-pop-pop-pop-bow

And you know we go pop-pop-bow

[Chorus]

Woah, I shoot that clip 'til it's empty (Empty)

Make 'em get low like it's Lindsey (Lindsey)

I fuckin' hate the word sympathy (Sympathy)

No sympathy for the enemies (Enemies)

I'm a weirdo, but she into me (Into me)

I just inverted my Jesus piece (Jesus piece)