[Intro: TD GlizZzy]
b*tch, b*tch, b*tch
[Verse 1: TD Ceasar]
I'm a motherf*cking lawbreaker, smoking jawbreaker
You a motherf*cking muckraker, I’m a pilltaker
Let's be motherf*cking filmmakers, I'm a troublemaker
Who you’re motherf*cking caretaker? Smoke on icebreaker
A-a-artificial pacemaker, I'm a risktaker
See my face up on the newspaper, I'm a lawbreaker
My sh*t swerve another hundred acres, I'm a matchmaker
Who you motherf*ckin' testin', I'm a f*ckin' codebreaker
[Verse 2: Sentarion]
W-w-what you need me for? I don’t even know you
What I need to show you? f*ckin’ nothin', worthless stupid hoe
You do not even know you, where you go though?
You want me to show you? No, I ain’t below you
Who you know though? In the floor below you
While your sister blow you, take a photo
At my f*ckin' show, you faggot ass b*tch roku
Who's the hoe though? I'mma tap before you
She play you like goku, in my dojo
Lookin’ like a folk who ain't been in the smoke room
Look like dodo, 'cause nobody know you
Ain't nobody spoke to
[Verse 3: TD GlizZzy]
TD Glizzy in this b*tch, with a patek on my wrist
Wet diamonds, let them shine, in the light up in this sh*t
Undertook, I'mma open up the pus*y like a book
Nanny crook, that pus*y done left me motherf*ckin' shook
Take a look, I'mma hit you with a f*cking left hook
Inglenook, I'mma burn you, like I am a f*cking cook
TD Glizzy keep a strap, drag your body 'cross the map
TD Glizzy keep a motherf*ckin' blicky, let it clap
[Verse 4: TD Ceasar]
I think you hungry for attention, hold you up, stay in suspension
b*tch, I am back for redemption, and I got a f*ckin' weapon
GSNTD, I'm reppin', pus*y, who the f*ck you testin'
pus*y, who the f*ck you pressin', all you b*tches need a lesson
b*tch, my choppa is my blessin', it's a rancher, just like dressin'
pus*y boy, who am I less than? I don't got a Smith & Wesson
pus*y b*tch, don't want no action, you know time is of our essence
b*tch, my clip is on a mission, don't you try to ask no questions
[Verse 5: Sentarion]
What you askin'? You gon' end up in a motherf*ckin' casket
Don't you risk it, I got clips upon clips, up inside this basket
Got a blunt, and you know that I'm keepin' a f*ckin' gasket
Got a choppa, and you know that I am not afraid to blast it
I keep the tuck, so I'm knockin' you the f*ck off the bracket
No don't test, pus*y boy, 'cause you is just a faggot
And nobody f*ck with you, 'cause you a leech, you a maggot
b*tch I'm bustin' a choppa, and totin' pistols with passion