[Intro]

Landfill

Ooh, ayy, woo, woo, woo

[Verse]

Servin' Bobby and Whitney

Woadie got two for the fifty

Ain’t none these boy fuckin' with me

And yeen gon' come to my city

I got that crack, it’s ridiculous

Lil' boy be servin' 'em pigeons

Woadie, I been clappin' your bitches

And your lil' bopper my witness

Swear you run up and get done up

Man, I don't play with these suckers

Everything you did, boy, I done it

Ain't none these rappers a hundred

I been had all that right there

Can’t knock me off of my square

Choppers and Macs with extensions

Them clap a boy like a snare

What’s the play? Is we finna jack?

Woadie know I need my rack

Yeen comin' with, I don’t know 'bout that

I'll be there in a jiffy, meet me 'round the back

Motherfucker know I ain’t scared to bust on a lil' sucker

Man, I keep it tucked

Yeah, keep it tucked, ain't no yup-yup

I just shoot a lil' fucker in the gut

You say that you a walkin' lick

Well, I'ma take you for your shit

Motherfucker know that I buss a brick

Chop that hoe down, re-rock that shit

I swear if I go broke then I'ma be rackin' again by Monday

Seen you sellin' pussy on a block Friday then in a church on Sunday