[verse 1]
I am tired
n*gga b*tch yer fired
Linda heather
I'm under the weather
I'm I'm Hannibal lecter
I tear you apart
b*tch n*gga yer a fart
[verse 2]
Im hitched up wit my girl
On top of the world
I know what I'm worth
I rule the earth
I don't care if you lost
b*tch imma boss
I got no loss
n*gga young n*gga you don't know the cost
[verse 3]
That girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world all the friends knows me
Young bull livin like an old geezer
Release the cash watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air binge drinking
They lose it when the dj drops the needle
[verse 4]
I got broads in Atlanta
Twistin dope lean and the Fanta
Credit cards and the scammers
Hittin off licks in the bando
Black x6 phantom
White x6 looks like a panda
Going out like I'm Montana
Hundred killas hundred hammers
Black x6 phantom
White x6 panda
Pockets swole Danny
Sellin bar candy
Man im the macho man like randy
The choppa go oscar for Grammy
b*tch n*gga pull up yo panty
Hope you killas understand me