F**k12 lyrics

[Interlude]
This motherf*cker fast as f*ck, what the hell this is? sh*t
An '87 Camaro
Slow this motherf*cker down, bruh, got too many guns in this sh*t
This motherf*cker geeky too
Damn, there go Roscoe
Man, I should've stayed at the house
Behind that, I just know he finna get behind that
I'ma do it on they ass
Damn
Man, pass that blunt, man
f*ck
Man, I'm finna blast this n*gga Fatboy, I swear to God
No, bro
Blast the n*gga ass
Man, what the f*ck?
pus*y
Come on, man, sh*t
f*ck n*gga
pus*y-ass n*gga
Man, come on, man
Drive, n*gga, bruh, get us the f*ck out of here
Go, bruh, go, bruh, go, go
Can't get caught, bruh, I swear to God we can't get caught
Man, we ain't going back to jail, man
pus*y-ass police
f*ck that n*gga, it was him or us
f*ck 12
sh*t
Y'all n*ggas stupid
Police are still looking for the, uh, car and the driver of that car right now
Typical f*ckin' n*ggers