What's that little bitch, get off my little nerves, you little pussies, you f*ckin' big
Little bitch
Yeah, all you bitches out there big ridin' my bitch, you don't ride 222 get outta
Here, yo
Pass it to the f*ckin' man, you f*ckin' bitch, you f*ckin' shoddy shit
He just spit all over my f*ckin' phone, yo, my f*ckin' mic is all wet now (I got you brodie)
All everybody that rides Hondas, they are gangsters, but everybody that rides Suzuki
And stuff, they suck at ridin', you little pussies
Yeah, all you riders that don't ride Honda, all y'all is pussy, yeah, all y'all is pussy
When you bitches, yeah
Yall f*ckin yall bitches suck dick yall ladys over there get off my meat You're passing it to the man, you're f*cking, you're f*cking doing this to us, you, you shut your mouth
Yeah, shut your f*cking mouth, y'all bitches suck dick, yeah
We gon' really pull up with them six, we gon' knock down your door, we gon' pull up with them six
Oh boy, yeah, we really in a clique, we gon' pull up with them Glocks
Those AR's and .47's, and the .47's, and, yeah, y'all bitches
Y'all bitches, you got sauce eyes, you're lying, you, you