[ Featuring Certified Trapper ]
Bitch, hey
Huh, hey, I'm a psychopath
Lil' bitch pussy so crazy, she got psycho cat
MegaTron, I'm slidin' with the Drac', I'm in my micro bag
.223'll do the TKO, ain't finna fight your ass
This bitch'll make you do the f*ckin' worm
Ten G's, nigga, that's your stash
Thirty G's on my snatch outs, I said f*ck the perm
Chase your ass down with this bitch, that'll make you swerve
Douple cups of mud f*ckin' dirty, think I taste some germs
Lil' bitch so motherf*ckin' dumb, don't use her brain to learn
She an eater
Thumbin' through a hundred blues, it's double on my pinky finger
Bitch asked me why my pockets like a BBL
The way you ridin' niggas' dick, you need a CDL
Shoot a hundred rounds out the Glocky, you can see the shells
Cuddy can't do nothin' legal, switchy on the CPL
Chopper, it go-, we left his body with a stinky smell
He gon' pay whatever for the work, shit, this an easy sale
Guess he a rookie
That's how the Glock pop
This bitch'll flip a nigga whip like a chop shop
Twenty bitches in this house, this like a hotspot
Put the boy in the oven like a pot pie
Lil' bitch, you ain't bougie, you eat Popeyes
Kick your door off the hinges, ain't no knock-knock
Yerky got my soda fizzin' like some Pop Rocks
Tell your daddy go inside, I be done popped Pops
Let's see how fast I can shoot a hundred, grab the stopwatch
Brrt, then I swapped Glocks
I ain't Lil Baby, but it's four pockets full
Cashin' out, she thought I filled it up with rocket fuel
Whole thirty in the clip
Buh, whole forty on my hip, I ain't gon' box with you
