Who Do You Think Your F*ckin With lyrics

Hey what's up you f*ckin b*tch
Now look at your sorry punk ass
I'd like to dedicate this song
To all them punk mothaf*ckas
That be talking sh*t
Even though they know
They ain't bout a god damn thing
F*ck you and f*ck all those that surround you
You weak ass little b*tch
And to all those mothaf*ckas that don't like
What I speak, choke on a fat ass di*k
And to those that wanna step to my boy Chris Gunn
Watch that ass mothaf*cka
Fool think about who you f*ck wit
You can't step to me
And get away with that bull mothaf*cka
Knightowl be the one to put a gat inside your mouth
I'll smoke that ass then head south
It's that criminal bringin all those putos drama
b*tch made n*ggas get broke like a ramma
I'ma put em in the house of pain
Without a brain it got blown out
Now it's mothaf*ckin lights out
So anybody that'll try to disrespect me
Best believe ain't nobody bad enough to thee
Not so nice, given a f*ck about life
Roll that ass like some dice
You must pay the price
Nobody's able to bust things the way that I do
I got this for you and you're mothaf*ckin crew
A chrome f*ckin peace that'll spit to the head
Lot's of mothaf*ckin lead, leavin all putos dead
Who do you think
That you're f*ckin wit
I'll put a bullet inside your dome
Who do you think
That you're f*ckin wit
I'll never let you make it home
Second time around but you still think you're tough
You tried to call a bluff and to that you got snuffed
Life ain't nothin but a mothaf*ckin dream
Come try and battle, go ahead bring on the whole team
I'm the man that'll fight him, I out right em
Puttin my sh*t down for the mothaf*ckin brown
Puttin slugs in all you sons of b*tches
Punks like you get dropped off wearing stiches
I don't f*ck around, never play, never will
My intentions, you know be to kill
Anybody that'll wanna come try
This mothaf*ckin lokness
Eyeballs up on the scope and I'm focused
I never lost a battle and behind my own shadow
I'm fatal like a mothaf*ckin rattle
I stick and move to those that'll test
I bust them 38 slugs in your chest
Poppa don't take no mess so call me daddy
I'll snatch a mothaf*cka right out his caddy
Then put a bullet in his dome
That sh*t be on, don't mad dog or look at me wrong
Cause I'ma put that ass inside a freezer
Direct to the morgue you'll be stiff as a board
So when I see that ass up close
You best run little b*tch, I knows you's a snitch
You wanted to battle
But you become the f*ckin victim
And not a damn thing changed as I ripped him
In two, what the f*ck you gonna do about
When the gun's on my lap
And the demon's bustin caps
Run, just like that little b*tch that you be
Stop tryin to be like me, I'm O.G
You'll be unreliable, I'll be uncontrollable
All the sh*t I say is qouteable
I don't think you wanna f*ck around
With the mothaf*ckin Knightowl
Cause you might get smoked
I'll put you in plastic inside of a casket
Your mothaf*ckin face with a shotgun I blasted
Who do you think
That you're f*ckin wit