That 11 lyrics

(Oaugh. Oh my god I’m so f*cking scared)
Yeah
(cries) Uh huh uh huh
I’ma ask you three motherf*ckin’ questions
(Uh-alright! Okay!)
And If your b*tch ass don’t tell me what I wanna know
(I will! I will! I will!)
Then I’ma start by cutting off your motherf*ckin’ fingers (oh no!) and work my way to your di*k and balls
(Oh my god Nah not my balls!)
Yeah I bet I got your motherf*cking attention now little b*tch
(I’m so f*cking scared please)
Who the f*ck you work for?
(I work for Chicken Ki-i-i-ng)
Ahh Aww This Chicken King mothaf*cka (huh) This Chicken King son of a b*tch
This motherf*cker think he finna take off of my block and not give me a cut of my motherf*cking money
He need to start kicking the hood in motherf*cker
(What hood?!)
Where he stay at?
(Multiplex between Edible arrangements and the B factory. I’m so scared!)
Oh this motherf*cker corporate huh
(Huh?)
Okay uh huh Yeah and the third question. How you wanna die?
(I don’t wanna die!!!)
You got two choices!
(No!!!)
The motherf*ckin .9
(Ughh!!) or the .38
(There has gotta be something else! Please I’ll do anything)
Well there is a third option
(Ah what is it anything please)
That’s the 11
(What’s the 11?. What is it?!?!)
Put this motherf*cking ball in your mouth and take your motherf*cking pants off and I show you
(Oh my god nooooooo!)
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Eat sh*t N Die b*tch!