Bass be knocking, Glock be cocking, watch where you're walk
Disrespectful I finessed her, then I sped off
She say she want me, she love me, I just want her top off
Yeah I got big bands like Rick Ross, I'm the boss
I'm a Glock, I'm a rocket I'm about to pop off
John Kramer yeah I got pieces like a jigsaw
Still hating Jesus, demon fetus, living like an outlaw
I'm an atheist, also the craziest, I'll chop you with a hacksaw
Yeah Yeah, middle fingers, cut my wrist without a shiver
I'm dripping like a river, my diamonds arŠµ causing winter
I've been oustide
Lurking on back roads
With my two twin .45s
That's doublŠµ poles
Just letting you know I don't care
Smash your face with a damn chair
You're so broke, I can tell
Bitch you're a joke, I can tell
Yeah
I can tell
I can tell
I can tell
I can tell