[Intro]

(os er'uoY)

[Chorus]

This is for all of the bitch-made

Boys who think this shit is a game (os er'uoY)

This is for all of the bitch-made

Boys who think this shit is a game (os er'uoY)

[Verse 1]

In my mind I was paintin' a picture

About how my .44 gon' hit ya

'Bout how your boys couldn't get with me (os er'uoY)

Now you all limped over for the world to see

Fast as lightnin' with my trigger finger

And there's no way to catch me in a linger

Though you did the best you can (os er'uoY)

I'm a pro and I **** your plan

When you was hidin', I was hidin' too

We was playing tag-tag, but I won, fool

Did an open field redrum (os er'uoY)

And walked off as your body got numb

You ain't see me hidin' low with that laser beam

That hit you before your bitch-ass screamed

And that's how it went on (os er'uoY)

One sting from the chrome

[Chorus]

This is for all of the bitch-made

Boys who think this shit is a game (os er'uoY)

This is for all of the bitch-made

Boys who think this shit is a game (os er'uoY)

[Verse 2]

Yeah, I heard on me you wanted to be frontin'

But I won in this game of huntin'

Played you like a deer that was stuck in the woods (os er'uoY)

And kept a trophy to brag about my goods

Yeah, mothafucka, you protected the wrong way

Now you got your life took today

One shot to the chest from my .44 (os er'uoY)

Got you kickin' your leg, and movin' slow

It was kinda like paintball

'Cept when you got hit, you ain't go back to base, you got stalled

And there ain't a second game (os er'uoY)

Your ass is dead, mane

I was left the winner

'Cause I was advanced, and you was just a beginner

One shot did the lick (os er'uoY)

Now I'm laying back, reminiscin' on the hit

[Chorus]

This is for all of the bitch-made

Boys who think this shit is a game (os er'uoY)

This is for all of the bitch-made

Boys who think this shit is a game (os er'uoY)

(Os er'uoy)

(Os er'uoy)