On the streets we are known
As the bagels that own
If we find another scone
You'll be f*cking dethroned
We pull up to em strapped
Make a move and you're slapped
We don't torture the saps
We just let em know the facts
All us motherf*ckers never ever go to bed
Because of you sconers we just sleep when we're dead
Find another snitch we'll put metal in their head
Don't you f*cking cry I said what needs to be said
All you motherf*ckers think you got some f*cking sauce
Say that shit again it'll be your loss
Woah, wait you really think usable?
Say that shit again it'll be funeral
Oh yeah now you're in the
Hot seat lookin like some
Fresh meat soon to be dead meat
Oh yeah you're so damn disposable
So damn provokable
Go back to f*ck your donut hole
Wow
You scones out here think you're so cloutworthy cause you got these f*cking blueberries
Well guess what
I've got blueberry cream cheese
What? You're still here? Didn't I explain
Every time you stay here your reputation's stained
I said come up and get me, bitch, now you wanna fight
Take another step, bitch I'll take your f*cking life
What? I hurt your feelings and now you wanna sue
I've seen f*cking donuts with more clout than you
I'm tryna f*cking educate but you ain't got a clue
You're tryna get some pity, we already got that stöö