Call me wild, it's been a while since I've been vile
Jump in the crowd, they screaming out in every town
Every single word you spoke aloud, left a bad taste inside my mouth
If you wanna throw some flames around
Then watch me burn this house down
‘Cause I know some grass and law
Raise ‘em projects, livin’ hard
Put a little cash, to feed ‘em all
[But I put hefties people lawn?]
It's incredible though
I don't get credit at all
[?]
None of my friends get involved
You don't want none
Now you won't answer my call
f*ckin’ with the wrong one
You really think you hard, huh?
You keep playin’, you don’t want none
I could put you on, son
I could - I could put you on, son
Oh-oh, [?]
Some of these things need time to grow
Everything seems so provable
Like knocking over some dominos
But what you really wanted was for me to give a reason
I guess you got what you wanted
I’m like, 'f*ck ‘em, I don’t need ‘em'
I keep rollin' on the [?]
[?], I am nice
Let me set the tone and let you know forever [?]
You don’t mean sh*t to me
Y’all can not get to me
Out of my memory
I’m on that Kennedy
Gone off that Hennessy
I got that remedy
f*ck what you tellin’ me, f*ck what you tellin’ me, boy
Don't expect your f*ckin’ fakeness, f*ck y’all
We ain’t ‘bout that f*ckin' fake sh*t, f*ck y’all
Know you ain't ‘bout to say sh*t, f*ck y'all
So f*ck y’all, f*ck y’all
f*ckin’ with the wrong one
You really think you hard, huh?
You keep playin’, you don’t want none
I could put you on son