Ape sh*t lyrics

Ridin round in a all black truck lookin for trouble
Tap in wit me, I can show you how to make yo money double
We get like that over here, boy I hate to bust yo bubble
We get paid over here cuz we all gotta hustle
These two fists connect to yo face if you wanna tussle
Go ape sh*t inside this b*tch cuz I grew up in the jungle
Chasin every single bag that’s on the floor cuz I come up the struggle
Put a drum on this b*tch, n*gga that’s a marchin band
All that one sh*t ain’t worth, f*ck it, do the backup plan
All them n*ggas talk behind yo back, them is not yo friеnds
Blue strips, spread from wrist to shoulder, I likе benjamins
Walked in this b*tch leanin over cuz I’m f*cked up
Stepped on these new designer shoes, you done f*cked up
Run yo mouth too much, you’on know when to shut the f*ck up
Stepped on these new designer shoes, you don’t f*cked up