And my gateway drug to rap is a Bad bitch, my section a bad flip
I rap to get rich, get rich and get back flip a- white hoes, white guy with the white
Hoes like those, and my shoes on bright though
Tank top moving with a tazer
I remember cutting school kids with the paper
Get me lit, bad bitch, pour a 40 on my wrist
Hot shit, we been moving so different, since six
Type shit, we be on, defeat the purpose of y'all, y'all talk
We on, yeah he talked, now he gone
I'm back with the rap that you never even wanted to hear
Consume all the cap while I rap in your ear It's complicated when I step up on the stage
With a beer Last city we owned, why'd you think that we're here
Back it up, back it up, big mouth, pack him up
I can hear him talk a long way, but he's lackin' now
He don't want to go the hard way, he ain't catching up
I'm about to go the hard way, so he ain't catching up
F*ck everybody that's been talking that shit
I'ma make sure all y'all jaws get split, bitch